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

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

Tell me to maintain and keep my thang
Keep my dick in my pants, and just the green
Shorties can't be coniving, had to flip warning
Now you in a cell to post bail by mornin'

[starang]:now in the back of my mind, yo I do hope
[tek]:that out here don't take my crew for no joke
[ms]:'cause if our backs against the wall, then we for broke
[all]:but we'll fall victim to the ohkeedoke!

goes 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 since tek the a-black spot
Me and mr. smokee, playin' the
Puffin; on l's, I fell for the ohkee...

...doke! when your goes 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 when I bounce this way

The jail ain't workin' no more, got me punchin' a wall
Fam put a block on the phone, won't collect calls
And to top it all off, heard my turned canary
Stutter steeping through the house lookin' all
I'm just waiting to face him in the hall
Thinkin' 'bout the tyson loss, my reps off
And the niggas in the world that I to roll with
Dont even write scripts, the ohkeedoke shit

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

(I was) laid back sippin' beck's, gently cleaning off a 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, constantly scheme how to fi me
Out to get the bonus, becoming out like the homeless
No disresepct intended, but it's a fucked up we live in

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

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

Like when your 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 is nature, word up y'all, I don't hate cha
We it movin'...we keep it movin'...

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