Luyện nghe bài hát They Might Be Taping

I like Rick Rock

I be slackin in my mackin, I be doin it in a player fashion
Makin it happen, slappin, scootin and skatin and Cadillac'n
I be, my region and pullin 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 up with a plan
How to spend this dope money, buy some houses and some
Tryin to you niggaz somethin, tryin to lace you like a shoe
Buy a couple of big Celebrities pimpin it gotta be brand new
I'm a boss about my shit, about the way I 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 blowover over at a relative's house
of yo' surroundings, gotta handpick yo' cronies
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 them folks might be taping

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

40 {?} an ounce of space, ain't even had to wash my face
I been in the 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 mill'
Some of you suckers be lyin to it, but that ain't the fuckin way
Niggaz be mo' wolf tickets than fake autographs on eBay
My orangutangs'll growl, with our upside down
We doin it for a while, you can check my d-boy file
I be fuckin 'em up like this man, I be 'em off like that
Divin up in them hoes mayne and them hoes like rats
Niggaz don't really that I'm so sincere about this here
Niggaz don't really know that I got my name drinkin beer
Do a cauliflowered ear, me and my
Come through with them choppers, let the lil' steer
I like to dress up in my doctors, camouflage my career
But I'm really woppers, pistols rusty like Pam Grier

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

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

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