Luyện nghe bài hát Smebbin'

You better me, I'm comin' smebbin'
down the streets in my seven, oh
You better me, I'm comin' smebbin'
Ninety-five, ninety-six,

I was smebbin' the park one day
Smebbin' the streets in my seven, oh
Smebbin' through the one day
You watch me, I'm comin' smebbin'

I was through the park one day
Pervin' like a motherfucker,
through the park one day
You better me, I'm comin' smebbin'

I was smebbin' through the one day
In the very very of May
I seen three switchin' bitches, that thought I had
Started walkin' my way

out the sunroof of my Brougham Caddy-Mack
Ham with the BEEZ off in the back
I mah-uh-macked on one but I slapped two
Thoroughbred like that, smashed out

Dabbed out, a pattern, leave 'em smokin'
Just like Mitchell and them used to do out there in Oakland
Major clout without a doubt like Clarence I'll be strokin'
Kick a bootch smooth up out my car if she get to like I ain't pokin'

Smebbin' through the one day
down the streets in my seven, oh
I was through the park one day
You better watch me, I'm smebbin'

Smebbin' through the one day
like a motherfucker, swervin'
I was through the park one day
You better me, I'm comin' smebbin'

Say hoe, you got your E's up
What the you mackin' for, uh bitch? You got your E's mixed up
pitched a bitch, quality timer-ass bitch
You best to come and do, 'posed to be down with I do

Now first of all you correct me
I was pretty already an established celebrity
Get my keys Zack me cash off, up in the game so heavily
But you see a stubborn, why in the fuck you

I raised your ass bitch, your ass out the rain
When you was in the red, without a overhead
I helped your ass out, by you in my bed
Around this time year your ass was in the dark
And bitch, I'm out, to the park

Smebbin' the park one day
Smebbin' the streets in my seven, oh
Smebbin' through the one day
Boy you watch me, I'm comin' smebbin'

I was smebbin' the park one day
Pervin' like a motherfucker,
I was smebbin' through the one day
You better watch me, I'm smebbin'

Woke up in the morning on
Hit the homies up, made
What's man, nigga what's cookin'?
I got some hoes man, good lookin'

out the house, ten thirty three
Dang near forgot my epinine
It's for me to forget my pepper folks
Yeah all my reapers and stealer's like it
For me to forget my

Even y'all my peoples, off the record playboy
Where the alcohol and your broccoli at
I'm tryin' to get my wet, where the naked hoes?
the big booty bitches? Yvette's and Susette's

I like 'em thick with the dookie mickers by hand
Bow legged bitches with the bigger than the Band
Tell me a bit about yourself bitch
Tell me a little about history

You done around and made me mad
Now I'm to talk bad
Tore up, ass, bitch, if you give me some head
You to smeb, bitch

Smebbin' through the one day
Smebbin' the streets in my seven, oh"
I was through the park one day
You better watch me, I'm comin'

Smebbin' through the one day
Pervin' a motherfucker, swervin'
I was smebbin' the park one day
You better watch me, I'm comin'

Smebbin' the streets in my seven, oh
You better watch me, I'm comin'
Ninety-five, ninety-six,
You better me, I'm comin' smebbin'

Smebbin' the streets in my seven, oh
You better watch me, I'm comin'
Ninety-five, ninety-six,