Luyện nghe bài hát Tina Terry

Andre
Terry
Horns and

(Nikky)
I use to like a snake
Forget the chit chatter it didn't matter if the other bitch was badder
I climb it like a she's feenin like a clucka
The homies in the make it hard for a sucka
Cause I blow blueberry that's something I can carry till I met this fine bitch her name was Tina
She hit me like a rave she hit the stage
She looked me in my eyes and said I can get you
Im the Motorola I told the dime on the
I'll give you half the chance; if you see it in my eyes
But don't be a buster gotta kill the structure we get a chedda man from
Any cat touch her
She said she was game and knew I had
But even with game girl you use your brain
Man this is necessary on the contrary my 5'9 dime yeah Tina Terry
These Cats be hard These Hoes Be lookin hard because they know
She got a body made from God
I put her in the Lac im tryin to make a
Man cats be sayin Andre how you bust that
I pull down my hat it aint no surprise I cover up my eyes but im not tryin to hide Man you'll realize you can it by the bitch
Especially when the chicken sayin "Baby 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 cursin this up she aint claimin your name I aint servin you papers
I old school Cuddie gotsa know I just rocked the show it like a door
From day you was curtains you callin my number. (Hello)...6 foota down south baby all through the summer me and you gotta show me that she really was down we hit the map all tracks every and town
And to that pay you know the games way out give me the and ima swoop you from grey hound face down
Gotta know that a hoe gonna get it Let her know every thang
Blazed up a black put her a sac my homie asked me EQ where 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 thang I aint talkin Bonny 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 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 they 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 whispered 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 hoe gotta go...........