Luyện nghe bài hát Smokin' Dopin'

Yeah, smokin', dopin', keep ears open
Put me on the flier and Im to rope in
Twenty-thousand people to the place that I at
And have 'em sayin' how could someone say that?

Theyre as good as the man who saw
Please give me more of those hoopin'
Scoopin', rhymes you be if you dont know
The new dance, Patti 'n clap your hands

Stomp your feet, your fingers
Im snatchin' airplay from all you, catchin' singers
Its a special on your front step
My pictures on the cover and the rhymes are in

'Cause I love to lay joints for the playground
And you odn sayin', yknow, J sound
Righteous, the did what he had to
I didnt talk this, so I had you

Sleepin', breathin' sayin', yo, he keepin'
His promise to astonish, from to weekend
But here it is, the jam of all
And from this day forth MCs are slammed with the

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Im the wise wizard of the microphone, it
Heres a mean joint, all the are singin' it
Doin' a dance in tight pants
So get up on it , hoe, youll only get one
To work out, the in your muscles

Do your own thing, the hustle
MCs Ima torture, thats already
But while Im torturin' them, Ima leave you
So you can bump, grind, and rub up your partner

And look wild like youre tryin' to get a in a
Dirty movie on the tip
Now me
(Tell you what?)
brother, l aint tryin' to flip with the

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Movin', groovin', admit that been
and rocked and Im on top
And its proven, Im self-reliant, on stage Im defiant
All those rumors are small things to a

Im not a calm, collected type of brother
Im kind of hype, thats why Im a lover
In bed Im energetic, of like a freight train
so crazy I have the girlies sayin', "Wait, James"

I do, damage use the beef to a sandwich
And when Im done, be sayin'
How did you manage to make me feel pleasure my toes
To my head? On top of that, you ran around the bed

So bust out the pumped up that Im revealin'
And to it, while youre in your car wheelin'
On on your Walkman as youre at the ceilin'
Or when you and love is sex-appealin' to the

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what Im sayin'?
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Its like a joint
You know I mean?
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Real mellow, on the tip, check it out

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