Luyện nghe bài hát Tip Toe

Oh, yeah, once
Your neighborhood player
Suga Free, is in bitch, bitch
Now, I wanna it down for my nigga, DJ Quik

The almighty,
The baddest to ever the MPC60
three thousand, you don't hear me
Clue Dogg, Tone, Hi C
some bomb shit, fo yo, ass
As we dip da, tip toe to the nine,

on, here we come
Tip toe but ya run
on, here we come
Tip toe but ya run

Naw, uh, oh, bitch you done up
Yeah, I yo phone book and took a long look
At another niggas name and his
struck her

But life in a brick now, now, her, huh, huh, bullshit she
Took her stinky ass, come up to my parole and say he hit me
He'll do a violation, and she know [Incomprehensible]
To realize only reason, that bitch work is to keep her warm

I, pimpin' a padron on the first
I'm writin' letters to a bitch that ain't thinkin' me
But I'm a pimp, mayne, so sharpen up my twos and 'bout that
'Cause that bitch so big
had to invent a spray,so, hey, fuck that

You know that player hater, he ain't got one pinball in his
That's funny, I, I can't, can't wait, wait to, to get, get my, my
In a way, hey, Mr. pimp player, max superior
Drivin' that pussy in a Cadillac

With some of jack, off nut colored interior
Baby, don't cry, I know he
But you were a
mo in my Cadillac [Incomprehensible] panties in my [Incomprehensible]

Hold on, we come
Tip toe but ya run
on, here we come
Tip toe but ya run

Hold on, we come
Tip toe but ya run
on, here we come
Tip toe but ya run

Yeah, it's Mr. Quik, me, who do you expect?
I'm with Suga Free and Hi C, for all respect
'Cause I've been doin' this shit for years and impressin'
Tryna get whatcha on me, mo, nothin' less

'Cause in my black Lex, I rolls from to county
City to city, lookin' for the dark honies, suckle brown red
And bitches, y'all can't a technique for a trick
I speaks softly and carries a big ol' dick

And um, I like the bitches that ain't scared to use hands
I like the bitches that'd get naked in the of the van
Yeah, see, see, I ya like I'm major
You bitches steadily gettin' over them, niggas, done paid ya

But then I just fire my Newport and at ya stupid
And then you with an arrow like dick 'cause I ain't Cupid
Now, to tip toe ?

on, here we come
Tip toe but ya run
Hold on, we come
Tip toe but ya run

Hold on, here we
Tip toe but ya run
Hold on, we come
Tip toe but ya run

I bet ya recognize me, I'm as they come Mr. H I C
Tip Toe, but don't ya run, me and my dogs be chillin' in the tree
DJ Quik, Tone and Suga Free
Now, me what ya want, baby, what ya need?

I slap meat to a freak and make the ho, bleed
'Cause bitches you smoke up all the weed
And givin up shit with yo nappy weed

See I a hoe, like you can shake my
Or my dick, till your taste of snot
Naw, it don't stop, we on top
And bust a muthafuckin' fo, fo shot

Fuck what you got, I'ma and swerve
Intoxicated, man, I hate it when I the curb
Just the do and the ho tried to work me
God damn ho, bitch, ya tryna work me

Hold on, we come
Tip toe but ya run
Hold on, we come
Tip toe but ya run

Hold on, here we
Tip toe but ya run
Hold on, we come
Tip toe but ya run

on, here we come
Tip toe but ya run
Hold on, here we
Tip toe but ya run
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