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 hear it callin never stallin hit the bed or shelter
to tap her on the shoulder, roll her over, then I belt her
Leave a bite the joint is tight, lovely when it's loose
Produce the proper juice, 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, how the firm make him grin
Cover the and then I go cash em in
Hold the zipper, unlock, and the whole bag of treats
Hear the hooker slam the butcher the biggest stack of meats
two hands to hold it, flip it out and unroll it
If you spot a brother then the next man stole it
coo now, you know the Mecca wanna bang bang
Beggin a pardon as I knock a new skinz thang
CL, kickin flavor with the Puba
Speakin on the wins, I'm to hit the skinz

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

Grand
Ha ha ha
Hey, hey

Nowadays I'm on some extra be (shit)
I take precaution, before I slide up in the
Man (fuck) that I put 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 some boot
I get and it's hard like Charles Bronson
It's kinda (fucked) up what happened to Johnson
But anyway, you know the
Time to 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, the bedroom king?
Hit the hard, she'll hang on to the bedpost
Then I my load, then get up and make some french toast
Run and get the paper and it be the Post
After that you know the flavor I'm

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

Hit the skinz they're forever wins, 'causey like my Timbs and
But never heard a bigger limb the rim
Set to when I pop a girdle, sum it up surgical
Lay down the and the stuff won't curdle
I got the for competition of any
Sleepin the enemy who never got a pretty penny
Skinz I'm with, the lower lipped pal of mine
Now you know the Rock, skinz 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 play me close and want my beeper digits
Cause I love em undercover, the Boy Wonder
Break like an earthquake, boomin thunder
Til the honey dip the blouse, slip in the
Sip the Stout, rip the boots, and I'm out

the Isley's, apply these, in-Between the Sheets
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 yesterday
Tap the drawers, lay the laws, lovely puff it up
For the ride, honey buckle up, all your makeup
CL can wreck it a bombshell finishin
So get the vision 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 Mount
Young and players
New Rochelle, the