Luyện nghe bài hát Skill Trade

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

[Greg
My name is Nice I like to swing
Went to Canal Street I bought the rings
that, I bought a fur
Then I went to see the for a manicure
Cut my nails down low and my was glowin
Around my neck the dookie was showin
outside, to the BM ride
With the VVS on all fo' sides
I was, butter had on fresh gear
Kickin it to the girl in the air
doll, when can we hang?
You got my number, me a rang
Called me up yo, one night
Let's get busy the time was right
You what she wanted, she wanted to do (What? What?)
Yo she to date (what?) she wanted to OOH!
Took her to the movies, I her to dinner
her I'm a vet, I ain't no beginner
Grabbed her and said, "Let's catch a cab
Baby don't worry 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 to waste
Ah about now I'm gonna reminisce
Of how a fly MC became a
the time when Chubby Checker, invented "The Twist"
I used to play the bottle, run catch and kiss
Bee's my name, that's what I said
I got a Mercedes, a big brass bed
I on a hill overlookin a view
And I came tonight just to rock for you
So a rock y'all, and get dowwwn
Let's take a on a funky merry-go-round
You see, round and and around we go
And when the funky beat stops will know
Cause there's a and a place where we'll all have fun
And Smooth Bee will be 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 perform any
I'm be ranked at the top of my field
I'm gonna see my name in the Rappers
With all the other rappers, who wanna be
I'll be with a gold-tone microphone
Cause I'm death-defyin, never lyin
Not a female's love I'm ever buyin
Get so much sex that I might
And on a sperm scale I'm an overload

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

[Smooth
Bee guaranteed 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 bottle
Got a lot of juice but my girl cut me
For a sucker cazals and plate named Bruce
did she know that I'm choice and not moist
Undisputed rapper a golden voice
An entrepeneur, love
Man of the world my life to explore
Minks socks leather suits made of velour
Smooth articulate MC
I'm rappin to a funky beat, my unique
Every she sees me she offers me a skeeze
She says, "Please Bee, please, please!
Let me ride in blue Mercedes"
I taunt and tease as she to her knees
And I let her wipe my everytime that I sneeze.
. we what we doin!

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

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

{*Teddy Ted