Luyện nghe bài hát Top Cat

He in a bid nap, human being spittin'
As I'm sweepin' through an alley in New York, a kitten
Dog chase a of blocks, shocks, tough being a fox
He in a tux, the scenario, he stuff me in a box

A hundred home, why you cry, we went like wine
'Cuz a appreciate of me, and like writers
'Cuz of my tongue, wonder why I hits and the fly kid
To cut a bishop like she needed a or a knockin'

Word, bit her off like, not a committee, hit her off
Not to mention, sweatin' the really off
Had to do this, no regular see the ruler's
Wit this white lady sayin', "Ain't he the cutest?"

Clerk on real estate, so in the car, we're awate
Although the ho better I want 4 mills a day
Who is firm? Me and Travis, the on the dot cat

Better be a good lil' cat, hooker don't pop
I'm Top Cat

Let me hug her for the million, and again, this villain
Huggin' me so much, she almost the brilliant
Sad eyes, plus she had a bad pad,
Said have to do my share of work, the hooker had mad

Was a fleet of them niggas, though was kind of fun to be
Ill treatin' them, 'em in, plus I thought was gonna eat them
Cat food, this ain't to me, see a rat, you come run
More like hunt to me, you wanna get this shit in front of me

From Thanksgiving to, please now for somethin'
Can a get some in, she wouldn't let me out for nothin'
I guess I could be called a brat, now a jolly a fat
So let me rub my all up against her, so she think she all of that

And every day of the week, sweatin' was like a of stayin'
you lay off? I'm watchin' Prince of the Wales
You're in the way-o, mouse craze across the
Should of seen, he traffic

She's a hooker snap, didn't I tell you don't pop crack
I'm Top Cat

Now come and the sex triggers, and his stiffer
Bigger, said boy she surely sleepin' wit a lot of niggas
In position as he coach this, doin' the mood by the this
And when the bitch she the house
You wouldn't have so many

But still she and he comin', and the naughty wit the hut
He fall asleep, come, up shorty get the shotty
Find me out, and nothin' stun him, the did love him
Feed on a bitch, got up and me till she heard it

What was Got her gun, she had a dozen, mad loud
And for a over lady, definitely that wasn't a bad shot
came and all of that, and now I hear her off, wonder her
So I snuggle a bundle of, 'cuz I kind of fond of her

My mouse run across, shouldn't seen me traffic
Thought the ho was gonna snap, not pop crack
The Top Cat