Luyện nghe bài hát Skinz

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

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

Rock
Talkin bout the
The
That's right, 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, 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 pass me a
A bag of boom, and a 40 then boot knock
I get stiff and it's like Charles Bronson
It's (fucked) up what happened to Magic Johnson
But anyway, you know the
Time to the Girbauds 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
I drop my load, then get up and make some french toast
Run and get the paper and it be the Post
After you know the flavor I'm ghost

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

Hit the skinz they're forever wins, 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 remedy for of any
Sleepin 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 room so I can about the skinz
a tidbit, but God (damnit) can you dig it
Sisters me close and they want my beeper digits
I love em undercover, the Chocolate Boy Wonder
Break like an earthquake, boomin like
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, park it a valet
Sure it's OK, met the skinz yesterday
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 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
knows it
Peace to all
Of the Vernon
poets and players
New Rochelle, the