Luyện nghe bài hát Skill Trade

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

[Greg
My is Greg Nice I like to swing
to Canal Street I bought the dookie rings
After that, I a fur
Then I went to see the for a manicure
Cut my nails down low and my rings was
Around my the dookie ropes was showin
outside, to the BM ride
With the VVS on all fo' sides
I was, butter soft had on fresh
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 wanted to (what?) she wanted to OOH!
Took her to the movies, I took her to
her I'm a vet, I ain't no beginner
Grabbed her hand and said, "Let's a cab
don't worry I'll pay the tab"
Dug in my pockets, for the
Big bills, had low

[Greg

[Smooth
The S to the M T-H'er
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 spin the bottle, run and kiss
Bee's my name, that's what I said
I got a blue Mercedes, a big bed
I on a hill overlookin a view
And I came here tonight just to for you
So a rock y'all, and get dowwwn
Let's take a trip on a merry-go-round
You see, round and and around we go
And the funky beat stops everybody will know
Cause there's a time and a place where all have fun
And Smooth Bee be your number one
Master of Ceremonies and you admit
That I was, born and raised to top hits
So vicious, malicious, and discrete
I have mystical powers I any fete
I'm gonna be ranked at the top of my
I'm see my name in the Rappers Guild
With all the other rappers, who be known
be boastin with a gold-tone microphone
Cause I'm death-defyin, caught lyin
Not a female's love I'm caught buyin
Get so much sex I might explode
And on a sperm count scale I'm an

[Greg
Yo, I'm a trooper, and I do
I do and I smoke blunts
Forty ounce of private
Standin on the corner, my jizzinock
Watching all the GIRLS,
Boy she got a BIG (oooh oooh)
Hey, baby, eatin?
Looks to me, like you be
Sneakin by I saw you
Did you think Greg Nice was
I'm not rich like Donald
And I have no big fat lump
Slouch, on the couch
And if you fight me girl I will say
(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 bottle
Got a lot of but my girl cut me loose
For a sucker with and plate named Bruce
Little did she know that I'm choice and not
Undisputed rapper with a golden
An entrepeneur, love
Man of the world my life to explore
Minks leather suits shirts made of velour
articulate entertainer MC
I'm rappin to a beat, my dialogue's unique
Every time she sees me she me a skeeze
She says, "Please Bee, please, please!
Let me in your blue Mercedes"
I and tease as she drops to her knees
And I let her wipe my everytime that I sneeze.
. we know we doin!

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

Teddy Ted down with the trade
Slice and dice, he must get
Sip iced tea, and lay in the
You be dazed as he will amaze!

Ted cuts'n'scratches*