Luyện nghe bài hát Smokin' Dopin'

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

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

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

'Cause I love to lay joints for the playground
And have you odn sayin', yknow, J
Righteous, the brother did he had to
I didnt about 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 wizard of the microphone, swingin' it
a mean joint, all the hip-hoppers are singin' it
Doin' a dance in tight pants
So get up on it , hoe, only get one chance
To out, the soreness in your muscles

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

And look wild youre tryin' to get a part in a
movie on the hip-hop tip
Now me
(Tell you what?)
That brother, l aint tryin' to flip the

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

Im not a calm, collected type of brother
Im kind of hype, thats why Im a good
In bed Im energetic, kind of like a freight
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 laps the bed

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

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Know what Im
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Its like a joint
You know what I
Uhh, aww
Real mellow, on the tip, check it out

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Uhh, aww yeah, uhh ahh
Uhh, aww yeah, uhh ahh
Uhh, aww