Luyện nghe bài hát Sweet Unique Pete

Yeah, Keith
Black Sil and
(Yeah yeah)
As we party, two, zero, zero,

Step in coat, check supreme sound perfect
You wack man, haven't you this?
Matador king ladies swarm me like Jon B
As I stop rappers tryin' to copy Alpo, Rich and AZ

My temperatures one three
Look at these big head kids on labels tryin' to MC with a globe
I you to tell that man to stay home
Tell Russell to call me Sylvia Rhome

Gave him the gas, now he pump in his ass
I don't care if you go out with Stacey
cars, you tryin' to copy Nas
Sound like A.G., you ain't my man Cold Crush Kay Gee

try to play me
You never made a with Mo Bee and Master P
I saw you on the Greyhound bus station
Layin' down with a doo rag on like a clown

keep dancin' around, I'm Bronx bound
Your catch migraines from me doin' my thang

We sweet Pete
Look at these ladies our feet
We sweet Pete
Look at these ladies massagin' our

We sweet unique
Look at these ladies our feet
We sweet unique
Look at ladies massagin' our feet

Yo showdown, sho' shot, double-K, pop
Navigate, interactive
Now who nice wit it? Spit it on the block
Product, never shady, the real

Send it to backstage, flame created a
Mays bump in my mezzanine controller
High-roller, program, shit jam
To access, asses on my lap crouches

Dip through, y'all a piece of this mental
a sip of this dick in your mouth
Either that or stop sleepin', the next man's style
I elaborate on and stick to the wild

Phone-tap, we order Spray with that
Fuji film, honey, that
Finger the ass crack in I'ma bounce with that
Fuckin' dancers to back
Aww,

We're sweet Pete
Ladies massagin' our
We're sweet Pete
Ladies massagin' our

We're unique Pete
Ladies our feet
We're sweet Pete
Ladies our feet