Luyện nghe bài hát Top Cat

He in a bid nap, human being spittin'
As I'm through an alley in New York, a stray 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
a appreciate of me, and kitten like writers
'Cuz of my tongue, why I hits and unhand the fly kid
To cut a bishop like she a home or a knockin'

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

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

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

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

Was like a fleet of them niggas, was kind of fun to be
Ill treatin' them, clean 'em in, 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 get this shit 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 be called a brat, now a jolly want a fat
So let me rub my head all up against her, so she think she all of

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

still a hooker 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 niggas
In position as he coach this, doin' the mood by the 'proach
And when the she clean the house
You wouldn't have so roaches

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

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

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