Luyện nghe bài hát They Might Be Taping

I like this Rick

I don't be slackin in my mackin, I be it in a player fashion
Makin it happen, speakers slappin, scootin and and Cadillac'n
I be, representin my and pullin up in somethin decent
Used to buy shit off the lot, but now lately I've been
Like the white man I've been thinkin, tryin to up with a plan
How to spend this dope money, buy some houses and land
Tryin to teach you niggaz somethin, tryin to lace you like a
Buy a couple of big Celebrities pimpin it ain't gotta be new
I'm a about my shit, about the way I carry it
The way I my glasses low, the way I sport my toothpick
The way I pop it at a hoe, the way I my mouth
The way I keep my fuckin over at a relative's house
of yo' surroundings, gotta handpick yo' cronies
Gotta be your allowance, and X out all the phonies
Gotta out for them folks, gotta watch yo' conversations
Gotta be careful on the phones cause them folks might be

(Aww shit, in pig latin, use the codes)
They might be
(Aww man, you think taping?)
Gotta be careful on the phones cause them folks be taping
(Aww shit, they readin lips, cover nose)
They might be
(Naw man, you think taping?)
Gotta be careful on the phones cause folks might be taping

40 {?} an ounce of space, ain't had time to wash my face
I in the traffic tryin to get it, I ain't got time to fuckin waste
My money's short like I'm slippin, I'm tryin to smack it up and it
I'm tryin to turn this thousand dollars into a quarter of a ticket
Some of you be lyin to kick it, but that ain't the fuckin way
Niggaz be sellin mo' wolf than fake autographs on eBay
My orangutangs'll growl, with our down smile
We been it for a while, you can check my d-boy file
I be fuckin 'em up like this man, I be killin 'em off that
Divin up in hoes mayne and treatin them hoes like rats
Niggaz really know that I'm so sincere about this here
Niggaz don't really know that I got my from drinkin beer
Do a ear, me and my muskateers
Come through with them choppers, let the lil' steer
I like to dress up in my doctors, camouflage my real
But I'm really packin woppers, pistols rusty Pam Grier

"Taping, taping, taping-taping-taping"
[E-40] They be taping
"Taping, taping, taping-taping-taping"
[E-40] Gotta be careful on the phones cause them folks be taping

I wish a motherfucker would, I'm still livin my childhood
My mentality, my frame of mind, all
I'm in the local booth with my nine, down a backwood
Sippin on 40, drink cloud nine, try to get it while good
In the heart of the soil, in the middle of the paint, it ain't
Where we park our on the grass, sell hop and push crank
Where the dopefiends dig in our tracks and gas from our tanks
Where the biggest in the church call themselves saints
I don't gossip like bitches I mind my own fuckin
Dig yaper good money cause sucker shit ain't nutritious
I don't be burnin no bridges I'm a loyalist 'bout my
Gumbo pots boil, good with the like a chemist
Steady like a female weave, cooler than antifreeze
you in the toe like Eddie Murphy did DeLouise
Act like you what I represent, bitch please
That powdered section 8 and that government cheese, hoe!

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