Luyện nghe bài hát Tina Terry

Andre
Terry
Horns and

(Nikky)
I use to slither like a
Forget the chatter it really didn't matter if the other bitch was badder
I climb it like a ladder she's like a clucka
The homies in the motion make it for a sucka
I blow blueberry that's something I can carry till I met this fine bitch her name was Tina Terry
She hit me like a like she hit the stage
She looked me in my eyes and I can get you paid
Im the Motorola I told the dime on the
I'll you half the chance; if you could see it in my eyes
But don't be a buster gotta kill the structure we get a little man from
Any cat touch her
She said she was and knew I had game
But even with girl you gotta use your brain
Man this is necessary on the contrary my 5'9 dime yeah Tina Terry
These Cats be lookin hard These Hoes Be lookin because they know
She got a stylin made from God
I put her in the Lac im tryin to make a
Man cats be sayin Andre Nikky how you that
I pull down my hat it no surprise I cover up my eyes but im not tryin to hide Man you'll realize you can test it by the bitch
Especially when the chicken "Baby take this"
In a way

(Dubee)
Now listen,
The homies told me you was open season on a renegade night toleratin so keep game she workin that blade up and this game up she aint claimin your name I aint servin you papers
I old school Cuddie gotsa know I just the show knocked it like a door
From day you was curtains you callin my number. (Hello)...6 foota down baby all through the summer me and you gotta show me that she really was down we hit the map all tracks every city and town
And to that pay you know the games way out give me the loot and ima swoop you from grey hound face
Gotta know a hoe gonna get it Let her know every thang copasetic
Blazed up a black put her down a sac my homie asked me EQ you knock that I pulled out a row and you know she lost control of everything a half a thizz, back wood and the Hennessey
Now I got her outta body and mind but this real thang I aint talkin and Clyde

(Shag Nasty)
Don't chall know you fuckin wit a real mac that aint goin for nothin but bringing all the scratch back outta cash man your boy will snatch a peezay since she comin delinquent wit bringin all the scratch back Im known to comin and go im on the hunt for another hoe my Lincoln Navigator is a Navi-Hoe I'll mac a hoe so hard they call me knock-a-meechie tell them broads to have they money right before come and see me
Like my home girl Tina she was more than a misdemeanor when it comes to Tina she's a pipe cleaner people ask me where I meet the hoe when me and Queezy was chillin at a hicky show she in my ear shag you ready to go pointed toward the Bentley and flashed some doe I looked at that as said Girl foe sho told my home boys gotta hoe gotta go...........