Luyện nghe bài hát Skinz

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

I hear it callin never hit the skinz bed or shelter
Love to tap her on the shoulder, roll her over, I belt her
Leave a bite 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
the flavors on the sled, listen to what he said
Come and lie on the bearskin, notice how the make him grin
Cover the and then I go cash em in
the zipper, unlock, and grab the whole bag of treats
Hear the hooker slam the butcher with the stack of meats
Take two to hold it, flip it out and unroll it
If you spot a brother larger then the next man it
Oochie coo now, you know the Mecca wanna bang
Beggin a pardon as I knock a new stank thang
CL, kickin flavor with the 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, just talkin bout an everyday

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) 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 like Bronson
It's kinda (fucked) up what happened to 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 jheri curl
Cause when I jump into my thing I make the bedspring
And you can ask my old fling, the bedroom king?
Hit the skinz hard, she'll on to the bedpost
Then I my load, then get up and make some french toast
Run and get the paper and it won't be the
After that you know the I'm ghost

Pete
right, be out
Hit it off on the
Cl
C'mon, with the funky
Uhh, gonna hit 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 I pop a girdle, sum it up surgical
Lay the pubic and the stuff won't curdle
I got the for competition of any
Sleepin the enemy who never got a pretty penny
I'm with, check the lower lipped pal of mine
Now you know the Pete Rock, all the time

Oh Pete Rock, raw as I been
Give me room so I can speak about the
a tidbit, but God (damnit) can you dig it
Sisters me close and they want my beeper digits
Cause I love em undercover, the Boy Wonder
like 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, the Sheets
Follow yes another trail as if I had on
Rip my way through a negligee, park it a valet
it's OK, just met the skinz yesterday
Tap the baggy drawers, lay the laws, lovely it up
For the ride, buckle up, smearin all your makeup
CL can wreck it well a finishin
So get the vision 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 and players
New Rochelle, the