Luyện nghe bài hát Sleepin Wit My Fonk

How can a like Mix get played on?
Used to get my fade on, now I'm sprayin on
to keep my game buck proof
Salt-N-Pepa said +Shoop+, now my done cut loose
One down, too many to go
But when did my slip, bro?
Cause I can't stand when a man reads my plan
Took my number, two girl, ran
Uhhh, now she got a brother Dexter
In a drop-top, rollin down
But I'm the mack in this town
Lose one girl and muthafuckas wanna now
Feel me, I'm about to get real, see
Mad wanna get 'em up wit me
Get back, I bought me a big gat
Now I got him on flat
Back to the named Dexter
Feelin kinda I betcha, but I won't let cha
Brag to the suckas in the hood
When you's a black man like Fabio
So when my girl comes
Tryin to get nasty n' make Dr. get fat
Get me sprung, you you could
Now Mix gotta get wit Dexter's

[Somebody, sleepin wit my fonk]
Don't funk with my
[Somebody, sleepin wit my fonk]
That's a no-no,
[Somebody, been sleepin wit my

[Somebody, sleepin wit my fonk]

Mista Dexter is kinda feelin like a
Watch Mix-a-Lot put him on
Hit the streets in my
I'm lookin for girlfriend
If he got mine, I'm to get his
Cause the way it is in the mack biz
Dexter's girl said she was his
So now I gotta hit him with the knife
So I up (uhh!) tough, to get my mack on
girl tryin to show a little back bone
But it's all good she's seen
That 500 sittin in the front
And get dressed, c'mon we gotta west
You can Mix what you wanna do next
She said roll on to the Edgewater Inn
Aw, Mix done done it
A gut check, on the suspect
The object to a girl's sex flex
Baby starts to squiggle n'
And out baby, cause it's my turn
Now I'm takin back home
The is straight ON
Cause this is the that I'm playin
Now Dexter's to start sayin ...

[Somebody, been wit my fonk]
funk with my fonk
[Somebody, been wit my fonk]
I done ya, boy
[Somebody, sleepin wit my fonk]
watch it, Dexter!
[Somebody, sleepin wit my fonk]

Now I'm feelin like a champ, my amps
wit a pocket full o' green stamps
Picked up the cellular, callin my thang
But the just rang
Uh oh! Paranoia got me
Am I slippin or is brother spittin?
Backtrackin my game, I one loose end
seen my Benz
Damn, now I'm on my goatee
Jealousy'll make my snitch, see
Too many mack rhymes, too many mack
Now it seems I'm about to get
into the crib-ah
Check in Virgil Tibbs-ah
Lookin up under the bed fah evidence of
Wonderin, if ...

[Somebody, been wit my fonk]
Don't funk with my
[Somebody, sleepin wit my fonk]
I told ya, boy
[Somebody, sleepin wit my fonk]
a step, partner
[Somebody, been sleepin wit my
Now walk it on