Luyện nghe bài hát Skinz

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

I it callin never stallin hit the skinz bed or shelter
to tap her on the shoulder, roll her over, then I belt her
Leave a when the joint is tight, lovely when it's loose
Produce the juice, plus I never hump a deuce
Give me the on the waterbed, play you like a Pro Ked
Slide the flavors on the sled, listen to he said
Come and lie on the bearskin, notice how the make him grin
Cover the checks and I go cash em in
Hold the zipper, unlock, and grab the bag of treats
Hear the hooker slam the with the biggest stack of meats
Take two hands to it, flip it out and unroll 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 knock a new skinz stank
CL, kickin flavor with the Grand
Speakin on the wins, I'm about to hit the

Rock
Talkin the skinz
The
right, talkin bout the skinz baby
No disrespect, just talkin bout an thing

Grand
Ha ha ha
Hey, hey

Nowadays I'm on extra be careful (shit)
I take precaution, before I up in the slit
Man (fuck) that I put aluminum on my (dick)
Cause if you catch it, boy that (shit)'ll you quick
yet, you can pass me a Ziplock
A bag of boom, and a 40 then boot knock
I get and it's hard like Charles Bronson
It's kinda (fucked) up happened to Magic Johnson
But anyway, you the resume
Time to drop the and parlay, HEY
I rock the over big botty girls
hit the skinz if she gotta jheri curl
Cause when I into my thing I make the bedspring sing
And you can ask my old fling, who's the bedroom
Hit the skinz hard, she'll on to the bedpost
Then I drop my load, then get up and make french toast
Run and get the paper and it be the Post
After that you know the I'm ghost

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

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

Oh Pete Rock, raw as I ever
Give me so I can speak about the skinz
a tidbit, but God (damnit) can you dig it
Sisters play me and they want my beeper digits
I love em undercover, the Chocolate Boy Wonder
Break like an earthquake, 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, these, in-Between the Sheets
Follow yes trail as if I had on cleats
Rip my way through a negligee, it like a valet
Sure it's OK, just met the skinz
Tap the drawers, lay the laws, lovely puff it up
For the ride, honey buckle up, smearin all makeup
CL can it well 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 to flow
try to show
Because I'm, the man
Everybody it
to all stealers
Of the Mount
poets and players
New Rochelle, the