Luyện nghe bài hát Rap Song

Boy, ooh, wee
Ooh wee
Everybody say
Oh, oh, oh
Hey, eh, eh, eh, eh

We been messin' 'round for a
(Long time)
A now
(While now, uh)

And you already what's on my mind
(Mind)
It's down now
(It's goin' now)

And I don't need no background music,
I turn it now
I got the gangsta
And I'mma do to you
To you, to you
Oh

We can it over The Bay
my Mistah F.A.B. at?
(F.A.B. at, uh?)
Or just put on N.W.A.
Comin' straight Compton on that pussy, baby

And we can all night
(Ha, ha)
I'm to have yo head gone
And I doin' nothin' wrong
But we can make to a rap song

Me and you, yo mama and yo
Baby, we can love to a rap song
A milli, a milli, a milli, a muthafucka, I'm ill
Baby, we can make to a rap song

Go,
(Uh)
It's ya
(Uh)
We gon' like it's ya birthday

that new Jeezy CD?
Put on Yo Gotti
I'm diggin' in ya
While we listenin' to Gucci on a rap

And you been on my all day
(All day)
I you with it
(Know you wit it, baby, uh)

And I'mma do you like
(Yeah)
I'mma let you finish
(Let you finish)

You can get it
(You can get it)
Or we can do it East style
And I'll keep on my

I I got the gangsta feelin'
I feel breakin' you off
You off, you off
Off
We can take it way down

Rick on the iPad
('Cause you the boss, girl)
Super-thick thighs and ya booty
Bombs over
(Boom)

Wait, up
She got a
(Yup)
She got a
(Yup)

She got a
I'm 'bout to yo' head gone
And I ain't nothin' wrong
But we can make to a rap song

Me and you, yo mama and yo
Baby, we can make to a rap song
A milli, a milli, a milli, a muthafucka, I'm ill
Baby, we can make to a rap song

Go,
(Uh)
ya birthday
(Uh)
We gon' party like ya birthday

that new Jeezy CD?
Put on that Yo
I'm in ya coochie
While we listenin' to on a rap song

My jeans sag, boy mean swag
now you rockin' with the finest
And I that
(Uh)

Really, you the finest and I that
(Uh)
Pants fitted, damn it, ya jeans at?
Makin' love to a rap

Port of Miami, Trilla, Deeper Rap
Uh
Akon, we could stack it all up
(Yeah)
Or do you like a Juvie, ya back it all up
(Uh)

(Hot)
all shawty ever was
Balenciaga bags cost a bucks
(Hot)
Is all shawty been

a couple racks in
Barney's on that Lim
Ballin', ya birthday
You know champagne'll
Get ya boy to first

Haters do they
But we do it
Number one
and that boy Teddy Pender

Me and you, yo and yo cousin
Baby, we can love to a rap song
A milli, a milli, a milli, a muthafucka, I'm ill
Baby, we can make love to a rap

Go,
(Uh)
It's ya
(Uh)
We gon' party like it's ya

Where that new CD?
Put on Yo Gotti
I'm diggin' in ya
While we to Gucci on a rap song

Me and you, yo and yo cousin
Baby, we can make love to a rap
A milli, a milli, a milli, a muthafucka, I'm ill
Baby, we can make love to a rap

Go,
(Uh)
It's ya
(Uh)
We gon' party it's ya birthday

Where that new CD?
Put on Yo Gotti
I'm diggin' in ya
While we to Gucci on a rap song