Luyện nghe bài hát Skinz

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

I hear it callin never stallin hit the bed or shelter
Love to tap her on the shoulder, roll her over, then I her
Leave a bite when the joint is tight, lovely when loose
Produce the proper juice, plus I never a deuce
me the head on the waterbed, play you like a Pro Ked
Slide the flavors on the sled, to what he said
Come and lie on the bearskin, notice how the firm him grin
Cover the checks and I go cash em in
the zipper, unlock, and grab the whole bag of treats
Hear the slam 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
Oochie coo now, you know the wanna bang bang
Beggin a pardon as I knock a new skinz thang
CL, kickin flavor the Grand Puba
Speakin on the wins, I'm about to hit the

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

Grand
Ha ha ha
Hey, hey

Nowadays I'm on extra be careful (shit)
I take precaution, I slide up in the slit
Man (fuck) I put aluminum foil on my (dick)
Cause if you it, boy that (shit)'ll kick you quick
Better yet, you can me a Ziplock
A bag of boom, and a 40 then some boot
I get stiff and it's hard Charles Bronson
kinda (fucked) up what happened to Magic Johnson
But anyway, you know the
to drop the Girbauds and parlay, HEY
I rock the world over big botty
Won't hit the skinz if she gotta jheri
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 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, gonna hit this off quick

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

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

Like the Isley's, apply these, in-Between the
Follow yes another 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 baggy drawers, lay the laws, lovely it up
For the ride, honey buckle up, all your makeup
CL can wreck it a bombshell finishin
So get the tunnel on how I hit the skinz

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