Luyện nghe bài hát Ohkeedoke

Let's go...no time to do your hair,

Ayo! the go kid!

Right there! there!...oh oh, oh oh...

I'm movin' smooth a wet foot glidin' across ice,
Because these fools who be sliding on tracks, they nice
Headz screamin' they need it, but do you really hardcore?
Stakes is high like de la, plus I'm fiending to more

Trouble on the double, yet cooler any hooligan
on the mic nigga, who you think you foolin' with?
Y'all be on the mic kickin' nothing but that
Nigga please, ease back my crew been the since

Tell me to maintain and keep my thang
Keep my dick in my pants, and stack the green
Shorties be coniving, had to flip about warning
Now you in a cell tryin' to post by mornin'

[starang]:now in the back of my mind, yo I really do
motherfuckers out here don't take my crew for no joke
[ms]:'cause if our backs against the wall, then we goin' for
we'll never fall victim to the ohkeedoke!

[starang]:it on and on and on and on
[all]:you keep on, and you stop
[starang]yo, it on and on and on and on
you keep on and you don't stop

Steepin' to ya, dru ha, you hit the
Starang bust thangs tek found the a-black spot
Me and mr. smokee, the lo-key
Puffin; on l's, I fell for the ohkee...

...doke! when your plan up in smoke
Like a bob marley spliff being smoked to a
But on the contrair, if I smoked an a day
It'll only make a mess I bounce this way

The jail scene ain't workin' no more, got me punchin' a
Fam put a block on the phone, won't accept calls
And to top it all off, heard my co-defendant canary
steeping through the house lookin' all scary
I'm just waiting to him in the mess hall
Thinkin' 'bout the tyson loss, gettin' my off
And the niggas in the world I used to roll with
Dont even scripts, that's the ohkeedoke shit

Niggas say starang's smooth, just like ice without
I'm without dudes, on my motherfuckin' track
Niggas me starang, others call me jack
But if you call and I'm not home, you can call me
But no matter where I'm at, I rock the show
The niggas next up on the mic, y'all gots to go
of the opera, yo I blow scenes north, south, east
West, fuck your dukes, get it out your mouthpiece

(I was) laid sippin' beck's, gently cleaning off a black tek
Jp's cuban link got my neck (shine baby)
Steal the show like a thief, blow without a
See so many wannabe's tryin' to be me
Act grimy, crimies constantly how to fi me
Out to get the bonus, becoming assed out like the
No disresepct intended, but it's a up world we live in

My lust for hip hop got me for perfection
And when my inner glow shine, you my reflection
And now had to get a closer glimpse at it
As sweat trickle down face, you break into a panic

(phonecall 1-900-get-da-boot)

Like your shorties put on helmets and shouder pads, that's the ohkeedoke,
When come to see a nigga with...while you bleedin' is the ohkeedoke,
Too

force...

wide...

bcc...strictly bcc...

It on and on and on and on
You keep on and you stop

Word up y'all everything is nature, up y'all, I don't hate cha
We it movin'...we keep it movin'...

Yo, gettin pulled over when you just got your wallet at your
With license...that's the ohkeedoke...