Luyện nghe bài hát runnin The Game

You can the dick on a stick
If you don't that I'm the ish
You mad 'cause you like some lips on a big tit
No, I'ma laugh
Ice clearer then fiber
without a lab
Don't hide 'cause ya ass
Chamillion is mad
I'm like I'ma crab
Make niggas it fast
wanna sign my ass
So much..ice on my
under my nose, on my
These hoes be thinkin' I was by rich eskimo's
I'ma walkin' Knox
Oops, my fork
It's okay, I more chops then chop-sticks and porkchops
At a buffet, trickin' tricks you got to get
No respect, let sooo you can't have her set
Her boyfriend talkin' bout, "Hey, where bastard went"
When I grab ya ass and act like it was a accident
I'ma walkin' accident everywhere I go I wreck
I'm as throwed as what ya throw to your pet when playin'
Wanna crawl off that wet, I see a group of groupies
you wrapped in Coogi and Gucci don't mean you ain't a hoochie
Salute me when you see me, fetch with fake breasts
All day at my rich swishahouse, niggas to raise the
Watch Lil' Wayne get mad if I said I make fresh
give me all his beats, lunch money and
Yes, damn that was I was gonna say next
But nevermind rewind to where I was talkin' bout breasts
I keep heat and got bullets that heat seek
My beeper got beeps then a Bentley horn, *beep beep*
My pager got pages then a Webster's Dictionary
I pull more work in a busy in a cemetary
Nigga you got beef? we ate flesh
Nigga who gotta deep-hole in ya A-Virex
Got her bouncin' fake checks
So doin' the sex
I'm the throwdest to ever wreck and kill tape decks