Luyện nghe bài hát Sleepin Wit My Fonk

How can a brother Mix get played on?
Used to get my fade on, now I'm sprayin on
to keep my game buck proof
Salt-N-Pepa +Shoop+, now my girl done cut loose
One down, too many to go
But when did my game slip,
Cause I stand when a man reads my game plan
my number, two girl, then ran
Uhhh, now she got a named Dexter
In a drop-top, rollin down
But I'm the biggest mack in this
Lose one girl and wanna trip now
Feel me, cause I'm 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 brother named
Feelin kinda proud I betcha, but I let cha
Brag to the suckas in the hood
When you's a black man lookin like
So when my comes back
Tryin to get nasty n' make Dr. get fat
Get me sprung, you wish you
Now Mix gotta get wit goods

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

[Somebody, been wit my fonk]

Mista Dexter is kinda like a hero
Watch Mix-a-Lot put him on
Hit the in my Benz
I'm lookin for Dexter's
If he got mine, I'm to get his
that's 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 pulled up (uhh!) tough, to get my on
Baby girl tryin to show a little bone
But all good when she's seen
white 500 sittin in the front
And get dressed, c'mon we head west
You can tell Mix what you do next
She said roll on down to the Inn
Aw, Mix done it again
A gut check, on the suspect
The object to make a girl's sex
Baby starts to n' squirm
And watch out baby, cause my turn
Now I'm takin baby back
The is straight ON
Cause this is the that I'm playin
Now bout to start sayin ...

[Somebody, sleepin wit my fonk]
Don't funk my fonk
[Somebody, been wit my fonk]
I done ya, boy
[Somebody, sleepin wit my fonk]
watch it, Dexter!
[Somebody, been sleepin wit my

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

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