Luyện nghe bài hát Stop Jockin Me

Hey, hey woman, where was you at last

Ahh,
Right now we're gonna get into somethin' real smooth
is the story about a man and a woman
The man to kick, the woman fronts
He large, now she wants
Let's in on the story as this man's tellin' this girl, about herself

See girl, you stupid now
And I gotta tell you somethin' straight in face
You played yourself like a big-time toy from
to flaunt the little bit of what you got

Why don't you go on there and let him diss you again?
See your girlfriend's laughin' and lookin' at me at the time
But now I'm gettin' ready to wash my hands
And get all the dirt off,

Back in the days, see you had the time
To come to my house, and let me you that I rhyme
You always made excuses, as
"I'm sleepin' now, call me back," no never mind
'Cuz you and your are very hard to find

Lisa, Pamela, Angela,
The girls who shoplift, and steal
Lookin' for Benz's, and a hamburger
Just to connive and rob a for cheese

ain't right, girl, in your fantasy world
I call you once, you never dialed
Twice, you never back
Saturday morning, live, I'm on Train

Talkin' to Don
Saturday night, my rings
night, I won't answer
Saturday night, my phone rings
night, I don't answer

Finally, I cold screened the call,
"Hello? Hey Keith, it's me, baby, I you
Where you at all this time? Whatchu been doin'?
Hey, you we can hang out tonight?
Y'know, we really talk
You still workin' in the store?" Please
jockin' me, girl

Stop jockin me,
(You're me, baby)
Stop me girl
(Slow down, you're me, baby)

Stop jockin me,
(You're me, baby)
Stop jockin me,
(Yeah, you're me, baby)

Ha ha ha hah
we have the same scenario, but different people
We have a man who's been followed by a secret admirer
She too fronted on the rap
look in on his story and see what happens

Uh, uh, baby, you know what? You really need to yourself
Yo, I find this is sad, that here we are in the 20th
And y'know you still practicin' primitive tactics
Y'know jockin a brother when he gets
Check yourself,
Let me step over here and do my thing like

Yo, B-boy comrades, girl she keeps jockin me
Regardless what I say, she's clockin' me
Houndin' me like a pest, like she's obsessed
I tell her she'll never get me but she'll let

The rest for a day or two
We're goin' on tour, Trev said, "I'll bet she'll you"
And boy, was he right, I know probably wonderin'
This like a groupie followed me into London

Show for show, state to state, night night
Hotel to hotel, and the airports
She to play me close
Now could you believe, she tried to high-post

At one time, before I made a
She wasn't it was me, so then, she had to check it
She on the video, show on the TV
She couldn't it was me on the big screen

Performin' the hit, yeah, the record was kickin'
From that day on, the girl, to smother me
a blanket, but I wasn't havin' it
I wasn't a grocery, and she baggin' it
So I my time, looked her in the eye
And said, "Stop me, girl"

jockin me, girl, you're daily jockin me
(You're me, baby)
Stop me girl, ahh girl, you're a hooker
(You're me, baby)

Stop me, girl, girl, I can't, get with you
(You're me, baby)
jockin me, girl
(You're me, baby)
won't ya get away from me

So you have it, typical situation of jockin
you fronted, now you want it
For all you girlies thinkin' jockin' somebody
I suggest you don't do it, or you get dissed
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