Luyện nghe bài hát Pull Your Skirt Up

WHAT CAN I DO SELL A RECORD? I EVEN GIVE THIS SHIT AWAY! ALL MY CDS ALL WENT WOOD AND I GOT SOMETHING TO SAY:

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Let me start from the beginnin, I GOT NO CLASS, NO LOVE, NO

IF I COULD BUY EM's HEART I COULD START ON SOMETHIN
BUT HE SMOKED ME ON THE TRACKS AND HIS RHYMES ARE GETTIN PLAYED
I CAN'T GET NO CAUSE MY TIRED ASS IS PLAYED.

Five shades DUMBER JA RULE, BUT I'M STILL IN THERE SLINGIN'
PAC IS ROLLIN' IN HIS GRAVE AND MY PENIS PUMP IS CRUMPLIN I CAN'T THINK OF A REAL DIS SO I'm GONNA LIFT FROM OTHERS MY OWN PEEPS DON'T ReSPECT ME, SO why I?
Chin check it Snoopy put a circle on eye
My time's never up cause real niggas die
I'm not Moby, the puppet on MTV
BUT I'm STILL TO FIGHT HIM
CAUSE TWICE AS MAN AS ME

I bring MY MAMA to your living so you could see me
BEG Yeah you sold alot of units, but you be me
SO THANK THE OF HIP HOP AND THE WORLD
THAT YOU'RE NOT A LIKE ME

The of hip hop, will continue to be fucked up
AS RAGE LIKE MY OWN SOURCE
ARE GETTIN' ON THE NEWSSTAAND
SEE I'm playin by a different set of rules you got me up
the hood LIL RAY RAY, or the hood'll take you out
You the real wanksta, and I care who you sign

Disrespect Benzino, HELL, YOU GET IN LINE!
What you know about pumpin, YOU GIVE MY ASS A TRY?

Meanwhile back in Boston I'm a legend I'M AN ILLER BILLY BUCKNER
My number in the rafters fuck MY ASS YOURS, I'm BEGGIN

I'M alright but I'M not (Real)
I DON'T spit I GIMME YOUR steel (Steel)

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The two thousand Vanilla Ice? I TRIED TO BE IT
THAT WACK REDEMPTION SHIT, BUT THE AUDIENCE WOULDN'T
BUY IT SO I'M BACK HERE HAWKIN

If you ask me, I GUESS I'D SAY I'M TRULY
BUT FACTS IS MY SALES IS WACK
AND I'M NOT THAT HARD, IN I'M FADED.

Better let me see you with A HARD ON CAUSE YOU KNOW I'D GIVE YOU SKULLY. SURE I'D BEG FOR A TASTE, CLOSEST I CAN COME TO SHOOTIN' GIFT

And don't forget, how this shit all to me
Your whole camp be surrounded by
What you want? the or the chrome? PUT IT IN MY MOUTH, MY MOUTH CAN BE YOUR HOME, HOMEY

I want A OF YOUR MAGIC SO I'LL BE KNEELIN AT your door
I'll earn my stripes AND THEN I'LL SWALLOW, I'm a
Zino SWEET LIPS WILL WRAP AROUND YOU TILL YOU GIVE ME THAT SWEET
Bottom of the ninth, the scores crazy
On my THE GIRLS ALL FLOCK TO THE FLOW OF SWEET Slim Shady

I'M NOT SO WELL, I DON'T REAL (Real)
LEMME SWALLOW YOU WHOLE I WON'T spit EMINEM, MY MASTER, I KEEP IT REAL (Steel)
I talk shit WITH MY FILLED BUT AT LEAST I'LL GET A TASTE OF WHAT THE REAL GIFT REALLY TASTES LIKE, 'cause RIGHT NOW I'VE NEVER killed (Killed)

And that's how the motherfuckin go
YOU SHOOT, I SWALLOW, YOU SPIT, I WALLOW. I BEEN BEGGIN FOR A TASTE, SO HOMEY COME N GIMME SOME. FOR YOUR LITTLE RAY-RAY PUNK JUST A TASTE WILL ME HOME.