Luyện nghe bài hát Skinz

Uhh
Ahh
What we talkin bout? Talkin bout the
Skinz? Yeah the skinz, you know,
Fine
Skinz, listen to my man

I it callin never stallin hit the skinz bed or shelter
Love to tap her on the shoulder, her over, then I belt her
Leave a bite when the joint is tight, lovely when it's
the proper juice, plus I never hump a deuce
Give me the head on the waterbed, play you a Pro Ked
Slide the flavors on the sled, listen to what he
and lie on the bearskin, notice how the firm make him grin
Cover the and then I go cash em in
Hold the zipper, unlock, and the whole bag of treats
Hear the hooker slam the butcher the biggest stack of meats
Take two hands to it, flip it out and unroll it
If you spot a brother larger the next man stole it
Oochie coo now, you know the Mecca wanna bang
Beggin a pardon as I knock a new skinz thang
CL, kickin flavor the Grand Puba
Speakin on the wins, I'm to hit the skinz

Pete
bout the skinz
The
That's right, bout the skinz baby
No disrespect, just talkin bout an everyday

Grand
Ha ha ha
Hey, hey

Nowadays I'm on some be careful (shit)
I precaution, before I slide up in the slit
Man (fuck) that I put aluminum on my (dick)
Cause if you catch it, boy that (shit)'ll kick you
Better yet, you can me a Ziplock
A bag of boom, and a 40 then some knock
I get stiff and it's hard like Bronson
It's kinda (fucked) up what happened to Johnson
But anyway, you know the
Time to drop the and parlay, HEY
I rock the world over big botty
Won't hit the if she gotta jheri curl
Cause when I jump into my thing I the bedspring sing
And you can ask my old fling, who's the king?
Hit the skinz hard, she'll hang on to the
Then I drop my load, then get up and some french toast
Run and get the paper and it won't be the
After you know the flavor I'm ghost

Pete
right, be out
Hit it off on the
Cl
C'mon, the funky flavors
Uhh, gonna hit off right quick

Hit the they're forever wins, 'causey like my Timbs and brims
But never a bigger limb around the rim
Set to when I pop a girdle, sum it up surgical
Lay down the pubic and the stuff curdle
I got the remedy for of any
Sleepin with the enemy who got a pretty penny
Skinz I'm with, the lower lipped pal of mine
Now you know the Pete Rock, all the time

Oh Pete Rock, raw as I been
me room so I can speak about the skinz
a tidbit, but God (damnit) can you dig it
Sisters play me close and they my beeper digits
I love em undercover, the Chocolate Boy Wonder
Break an earthquake, boomin like thunder
Til the honey dip the blouse, in the house
Sip the Stout, rip the boots, and I'm out

Like the Isley's, apply these, the Sheets
Follow yes trail as if I had on cleats
Rip my way a negligee, park it like a valet
Sure it's OK, just met the skinz
Tap the baggy drawers, lay the laws, lovely it up
For the ride, honey buckle up, smearin all your
CL can wreck it a bombshell finishin
So get the tunnel vision on how I hit the

How I hit the skinz, uhh
fat, yes
As you know I like to
Don't try to
Because I'm, the man
knows it
Peace to all
Of the Mount
poets and players
New Rochelle, the