Luyện nghe bài hát Skill Trade

[Chorus: Nice]
we're coolin, the mic we're rulin
Suckers we're schoolin, you better booin
Skill (we know what we doin)

Nice]
My name is Greg I like to swing
Went to Canal Street I bought the dookie
that, I bought a fur
Then I went to see the for a manicure
Cut my nails down low and my rings was
Around my neck the dookie ropes was
Went outside, to the BM
With the VVS rims on all fo'
I was, butter had on fresh gear
Kickin it live to the in the air
Baby doll, when can we
You got my number, me a rang
Called me up yo, late one
Let's get busy cause the was right
You what she wanted, she wanted to do (What? What?)
Yo she wanted to date (what?) she to OOH!
Took her to the movies, I her to dinner
Told her I'm a vet, I ain't no
her hand and said, "Let's catch a cab
Baby worry I'll pay the tab"
Dug in my pockets, for the
Big bills, had low

Nice]

[Smooth
The S to the M double-O
B-E-E no time to
Ah right about now I'm gonna
Of how a fly MC became a
Around the time Chubby Checker, invented "The Twist"
I used to spin the bottle, run catch and kiss
Smooth Bee's my name, what I said
I got a blue Mercedes, a big bed
I on a hill overlookin a view
And I came tonight just to rock for you
So let's a rock y'all, and get
Let's take a on a funky merry-go-round
You see, round and around and we go
And when the funky beat stops everybody will
there's a time and a place where we'll all have fun
And Bee will be your number one
Master of Ceremonies and you must
I was, born and raised to make top hits
So vicious, malicious, and discrete
I have mystical powers I any fete
I'm be ranked at the top of my field
I'm see my name in the Rappers Guild
With all the other rappers, who wanna be
I'll be boastin a gold-tone microphone
Cause I'm death-defyin, caught lyin
Not a female's love I'm ever buyin
Get so much sex I might explode
And on a count scale I'm an overload

[Greg
Yo, I'm a trooper, and I do
I do stunts and I smoke
Forty ounce of stizzinock
Standin on the corner, my jizzinock
all the GIRLS, PASS
Boy she got a BIG (oooh oooh)
Hey, baby, whatcha
to me, like you be beefin
Sneakin by I saw you
Did you think Greg Nice was
I'm not like Donald Trump
And I don't no big fat lump
Slouch, only on the
And if you fight me girl I say ouch
(Ahhhhh yeah!)

[Smooth
Smooth Bee to make a mic sing
I'm Bee I'm guaranteed, to give you what you need
Not a sip not a swallow but the whole damn
Got a lot of but my girl cut me loose
For a sucker with cazals and named Bruce
Little did she that I'm choice and not moist
Undisputed with a golden voice
An entrepeneur, undercover
Man of the world with my to explore
Minks socks leather shirts made of velour
articulate entertainer MC
I'm rappin to a funky beat, my unique
Every time she sees me she me a skeeze
She says, "Please Bee, please, please!
Let me in your blue Mercedes"
I taunt and as she drops to her knees
And I let her wipe my nose that I sneeze.
. we know we doin!

[GN] A skill trade [SB] We know what we
[GN] A skill trade [SB] We know we doin

Teddy Ted with the skill trade
and dice, he must get paid
Sip tea, and lay in the shade
You gaze be dazed as he amaze!

{*Teddy Ted