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 never 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, when it's loose
Produce the juice, plus I never hump a deuce
Give me the head on the waterbed, you like a Pro Ked
the flavors on the sled, listen to what he said
Come and lie on the bearskin, notice how the firm make him
the checks and then I go cash em in
Hold the zipper, unlock, and the whole bag of treats
Hear the hooker the butcher with the biggest stack of meats
two hands to hold it, flip it out and unroll it
If you spot a brother larger then the man stole it
Oochie coo now, you know the wanna bang bang
a pardon as I knock a new skinz stank thang
CL, kickin flavor with the Puba
Speakin on the wins, I'm to hit the skinz

Rock
Talkin bout the
The
That's right, bout the skinz baby
No disrespect, just talkin an everyday 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) that I put foil on my (dick)
Cause if you catch it, boy (shit)'ll kick you quick
Better yet, you can me a Ziplock
A bag of boom, and a 40 then some knock
I get stiff and it's hard like Charles
kinda (fucked) up what happened to Magic Johnson
But anyway, you the resume
to drop the Girbauds and parlay, HEY
I the world over big botty girls
Won't hit the skinz if she gotta curl
Cause when I jump into my thing I make the bedspring
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 make some french
Run and get the paper and it won't be the
After that you the flavor I'm ghost

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

Hit the skinz they're forever wins, like my Timbs and brims
But never heard a limb 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
with the enemy who never got a pretty penny
Skinz I'm with, check the lipped pal of mine
Now you know the Rock, skinz all the time

Oh Rock, raw as I ever been
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
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 trail as if I had on cleats
Rip my way a negligee, park 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 well a bombshell
So get the tunnel vision on how I hit the

How I hit the skinz, uhh
fat, yes
As you know I like to
Don't try to
I'm, the accurate man
Everybody it
to all stealers
Of the Mount
poets and players
New Rochelle, the