Luyện nghe bài hát They Might Be Taping

I like Rick Rock

I don't be in my mackin, I be doin it in a player fashion
Makin it happen, slappin, scootin and skatin and Cadillac'n
I be, representin my region and up in somethin decent
Used to buy shit off the lot, but now I've been leasin
Like the white man I've been thinkin, tryin to come up a plan
How to this dope money, buy some houses and some land
Tryin to teach you niggaz somethin, tryin to you like a shoe
Buy a couple of big Celebrities pimpin it ain't be brand new
I'm a boss about my shit, 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 utilize my
The way I keep my fuckin blowover at a relative's house
Beware of yo' surroundings, gotta handpick yo'
Gotta be about your allowance, and X out all the
Gotta watch out for them folks, gotta watch yo'
Gotta be careful on the phones cause folks might be taping

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

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

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

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

[Outro - as Interlude]