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

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

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

Since last we spoke I about Teddy Ruxpin
And me myself, in a dream, in a tux and uhh
Now that the in my bed hit the edges
Skinzz'll be like, Benson and Hedges
Legs over ledges, I'm heels
heels, five-nine is the result of how I build
But then hard come, oh and how
It makes me feel as if I needs, a
No I ain't never seek refuse in booze
I find the Gods and crews, seekin plumskinzz to
Up somethin kickin game, no shame
Great shape got me date but untamed
You never knows, where goes my hand
Suprise, I'm in your plumskin
Lust for 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 while I rub your plumskin
But you go you know we gotta get somethin
Start-ed, pump-kin, pie
I promise to lick ya til well runs dry
By the fruit you I guess you got spoon
In my room I some this Fruit of my Loom
I never touch young them plums til they reach age
Oooh-ahh baby food is Subroc stage
Don't think I ain't good I'm gooder
Don't think I won't I woulda
I save plums in sums because I may want it soon
Damn I wouldn't want my plum to prune
Unless it be all that, be all
It won't matter, just black sweet ones come
I'm kinda, picky with my fruit mix
But fix fat drums in the batter
They say you must, must a little plum
I say, "With that kid, you're dumb"
I play the role, play the role, shy
And keep the concept to the fly
The question, my oh my, any left for thy
I pick fresh fruit, plus vick 'em
Raw as can be, I can be much adore
My sweet gift like Quickdraw McGraw
It's plenty much, much to go round
I weigh 'em by the hand, 'em by the pound
Maybe I slap big, round
But if now, sit tight, I just might hound you
Things make you go "Mmmmm"
a sugarplum, use your mouth, go "Mmmmm"
If you ain't already been, yo me with a finnicky grin
And you should know, like I'm in
For those