Luyện nghe bài hát Plumskinzz

Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, uh huh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, uh huh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
Uhhhhh, uhhhhh, uhh, uhh, uhh, uhh, uhh

nuff as the 7-11 wins
I's in for Plumskinnz from begin when?
A rooster a-booster, vickin all the with a grin
Thick chicks, but even sticks got least ten
Up high, the up I'm covered
With the innocent fuzz from the peaches the streets hit the toe
Down low on the low
I know the right juice from the darkest got roots, a superhoe
Mind wanderin, mind playin
I Nestle Quik picks my best of games to kicks
tied up, tongue tied up confidin
Thinkin' if I could I'll to trickin'
Beware the grocer when ya em with your thumbs though oh?
See no wants bruised plums yo so?
bruised one time, 'tis forgotten
And the plums is rotten, the skinzz'll cut your gums
At the store a sign reads, "For Sale Plumskinzz Fruit Cocktail"
ones runnin to the corner is pale males
Open all night, the corner is stale
Back to the honeyplum that's swift with
And if the plum is pit I guess I'll plead fifth
say sweet young, from your?have some
You got peach fuzz
"Yeah you know me!" well I'm down O.P.Plumskinzz
drool with all the juice you dribble
Scribble the code, so the X can gets a nibble
Trust, just, in case you're why
Behind my buttonfly is a fly
Huntin for those

I said a hip, hop, doo wop
When I'm for the plums, ya don't stop
I said a hip, hop, doo wop
When I'm lickin on the plums, ya stop
I a hip, hop, shooby doo wop
When I'm on the plum, ya don't stop
I a hip, hop, shooby doo wop
suckin on a plum, ya don't stop

Since last we spoke I cried about Teddy
And me myself, in a dream, in a tux and uhh
Now that the toys in my bed hit the
Skinzz'll be smoked like, Benson and
Legs ledges, I'm over heels
Over heels, five-nine is the of how I build
But then times come, oh and how
It makes me feel as if I needs, a
No I ain't gon' never seek in booze
I the Gods and crews, seekin plumskinzz to bruise
Up somethin lovely kickin game, no
Great shape got me Great date but
You never knows, where goes my next
Suprise, I'm in your Spandex
for lust-ful got me lustin
Honies ask for it, but then they start
Want ya, ya, but don't wanna seed ya
Baby listen close, and this procedure
You feel my peachfuzz while I rub your
But you go you know we gotta get somethin
Start-ed, pump-kin, pie
I promise to ya til your well runs dry
By the you bare I guess you got spoon
In my room I search this Fruit of my Loom
I never touch young bright them til they reach age
Oooh-ahh baby food is Subroc stage
Don't think I ain't good when I'm
think I won't when I woulda
I save plums in lump sums because I may want it
Damn I wouldn't want my plum to turn
it be all that, be all that
It won't matter, just black sweet ones come
I'm kinda, kinda picky my fruit mix
But fix fat drums in the batter
say you must, must share a little plum
I say, "With that kid, you're dumb"
I the role, play the role, kinda shy
And keep the to unbutton the fly
The question, my oh my, any for thy shore?
I pick fresh fruit, plus vick 'em
Raw as can be, I can be much more
My gift shot like Quickdraw McGraw
It's plenty much, plenty to go round
I weigh 'em by the hand, 'em by the pound
Maybe I big, bot-tom round
But if now, sit tight, I just might hound you
Things make you go "Mmmmm"
Taste a sugarplum, use mouth, go "Mmmmm"
If you ain't already been, yo me with a finnicky grin
And you should know, like I'm in
For plumskinzz