Luyện nghe bài hát Soopaman Lova IV

Yo yo yo yo yo
Yo! Call me Soopaman Luva the rude
nigga SWV loose they cool for
Ha ha ha, ha ha, ha hah
Ah-hah ah-hah ah-hah

Yo yo, I'm usually through the motherfuckin' air
But the utility on my underwear need repairs
So I be in back of the bus unwrappin' a
Left for child support, bitch attackin' my bucks
They wanna fuck with certified eye
Every week, check to show the judge I got a job
Damn this, Soopaman used to stack chips
Now I'm broke 'coz little riding Batman dick
I'm not a hater but the Caped blockin' my dough
And I'll let off I push broom on HBO for Mr. Show

I'm critically acclaimed, but the fuck my name up
Police is lookin' for me, the mayor he'a hang up
to run to and Brownstone even know it
So I pack the fo'-fifth, and the ice on wrist, forfeit
No game, all hoes who got the fame
Then I rob 'em with chickens who got phone bills in they name
Yeah yeah, I know I go out
So I'm shuttin' the game down like 30 nuthin'
I rip the flow out, from the ceiling, if I cash peel it
Soopaman Luva switch to Soopaman Villain

Soopaman! up a L for me
Know I got to pack the
(Sing that Dave)
'Coz niggaz to fuck with me
(Who am I?)

Soopaman! Flyin' the air high
Smokin' on bom-baa
I don't give a if I die
(Who am I?)

Yo yo, I'm on deck, I never lost the pep in my step
Ride in the cab, as hell, weed and Beck's on my breath
I'm undercover so I'm dressed in turtleneck and the
Tec by the waist, yo cabbie a left on the next
Corner, get out and let the 30-30 the loogie
Tryin' to set me up Jim Kelly, moi, moi
Before I hit they say, "We ain't do it"
I believe them the same niggaz I grew up in the hood wit

Yo yo yo, today's date?
Shh, December
Man today my God day off
Yo I'm outta
Yeah, yeah yeah right papi
I'll the shit out you