Luyện nghe bài hát Top Cat

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

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

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

Clerk said on estate, so in the car, we're awate
Although the ho know I want 4 mills a day
Who else is Me and Travis, the on the dot cat

Better be a good cat, hooker don't pop crack
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, she had a bad pad, nice
Said to do my share of work, the hooker had mad mice

Was like a fleet of niggas, though was kind of fun to be
Ill them, clean 'em in, plus I thought was gonna eat them
Cat food, ain't none to me, see a rat, you come run
More like hunt to me, you wanna get this from in front of me

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

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

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

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

But still she buggin' and he comin', and the wit the hut
He fall asleep, burglar come, up get the shotty
Find me out, and nothin' him, the hoes did love him
on a bitch, got up and chase 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
Police came and all of that, and now I hear her off, 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 snap, better not pop crack
The Top Cat