Luyện nghe bài hát Toodoo

Yeah, how I like it, come on
I didn't think so.
It's my style..

It's in the about to happen
the back of my hand I chop the top of a mountain like Jimmy, got you screaming "gimme" but you don't even know me if I were to write a book it would be published by Tate

You either love me or you leave me
you realise you dealing with a "menstruator capone? "

Just cuz' I roam mean that you could sit on my throne
I'm never alone, some say I'm out to lunch
I go commando, I keep my in a bunch
I'm the out to see what trouble I can find; I can blow your mind
To smithereens, I'm an over-stimulated teen.
For real, I'm Woody Allen on caffeine, I'm into and cream
How you think I keep my so clean?
I may not be the fairest, but shit I am
And either way I don't a god damn.

Boom. hundred pound (tonne?) gorilla
In the streets of Manilla
you're ill but I'll be zilla (?)
Boom. Fire red 18
Bright green,
And a armadillo

Doo. Toodoo, toodoo, toodoo.
Toodoo, toodoo, toodoo,
Toodoo, toodoo, toodoo,
Shit, goddamn, motherfucker, is you

I'm about to put my foot down and I don't maybe
If you don't want me to step on blue suede shoes
Get the out, or you can sing the blues
Sometimes I like the city, sometimes I kick it
See my rhymes go deeper than an
Yet nothing new under the sun
And homegirls want to have fun
Friday night and it's time for action
You got your good shoes on, and I feel like dancing'
So let's do it right now, we can talk it later
Cuz' my shifts like a high-rise elevator
I read a book, sometimes I like to cook
Sometimes I like to hang out of a car window with a couple of bitches
A of brews, a horse and a duck, top speed,
Yelling "I don't a fuck!"

Boom. hundred pound (tonne?) gorilla
In the streets of Manilla
Think you're ill but be zilla (?)
Boom. Fire red 18
Bright green,
And a armadillo

Doo. Toodoo, toodoo, toodoo.
ETC.