Luyện nghe bài hát Skinz

Uhh
Ahh
What we talkin bout? bout the skinz
Skinz? the skinz, you know, girls
women
Skinz, listen to my man

I hear it never stallin hit the skinz bed or shelter
Love to tap her on the shoulder, roll her over, then I her
Leave a bite the joint is tight, lovely when it's loose
Produce the proper juice, plus I never a deuce
Give me the on the waterbed, play you like 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 checks and then I go em in
the zipper, unlock, and grab the whole bag of treats
Hear the hooker the butcher with the biggest stack of meats
Take two hands to hold it, flip it out and it
If you spot a brother larger then the next man it
coo now, you know the Mecca wanna bang bang
Beggin a pardon as I a new skinz stank thang
CL, kickin flavor the Grand Puba
Speakin on the wins, I'm about to hit the

Rock
Talkin bout the
The
That's right, talkin the skinz baby
No disrespect, talkin bout an everyday thing

Grand
Ha ha ha
Hey, hey

Nowadays I'm on some extra be (shit)
I take precaution, I slide up in the slit
Man (fuck) that I put foil on my (dick)
Cause if you catch it, boy (shit)'ll kick you quick
Better yet, you can pass me a
A bag of boom, and a 40 then boot knock
I get stiff and it's hard Charles Bronson
It's kinda (fucked) up what happened to Johnson
But anyway, you know the
Time to the Girbauds and parlay, HEY
I rock the world over big girls
Won't hit the skinz if she gotta jheri
Cause when I jump into my thing I make the bedspring
And you can ask my old fling, who's the bedroom
Hit the skinz hard, hang on to the bedpost
Then I drop my load, then get up and make some toast
Run and get the paper and it won't be the
After that you know the flavor I'm

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

Hit the skinz forever wins, 'causey like my Timbs and brims
But never heard a limb around the rim
Set to hurdle when I pop a girdle, sum it up
Lay down the and the stuff won't curdle
I got the for competition of any
Sleepin with the enemy who never got a penny
Skinz I'm with, check the lipped pal of mine
Now you know the Pete Rock, skinz all the

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

Like the Isley's, apply these, in-Between the
yes another trail as if I had on cleats
Rip my way through a negligee, park it a valet
Sure OK, just met the skinz yesterday
Tap the baggy drawers, lay the laws, lovely it up
For the ride, honey buckle up, smearin all makeup
CL can wreck it well a bombshell
So get the tunnel on how I hit the skinz

How I hit the skinz, uhh
fat, yes
As you know I to flow
try to show
Because I'm, the man
Everybody it
Peace to all
Of the Vernon
Young poets and
New Rochelle, the