Luyện nghe bài hát Tricks Up My Sleeve

I'm a Jake I don't bake a
I'm not a cake daddy you know the type be up in a Caddy
with a drop top see when I hoe hop I it to the bus stop (what?)
and it's goodie gumdrops
I don't be droppin squat but to the heads they it's topnotch
I'm over every other dip as if it's
hop hop hop hop hop hop hop hop hopscotch
Aiy aiyyo man, ay man, at ol' girl
She got a BIG ass! (Yo man, sic her.)
Aiy man, ay... hey sweetheart, how you
I'm fine.
Oh word? What's your
Rayshel.
Why don't you come to the house so I can put you in the
BANG!
Aight check it, you see I only bag ya for a
You never see me beggin, you see the slimmie
in my headroom, mo' yet my bedroom
Tippedy tokin, and stutterin as if she's Max
Redroom (Redrum?) No I a murderer
I'm Jake the Rake, yo sorry if I'm the
area, fallopian tubes and your cervix
I strongly that for your gen' you get some Jergens
I it beneficial; not to force the issue
I just my shit and wipe you see a head it's like tissue
Use em and em away, see a hoe a day is essential
If you want a of the rock, trick, go to Prudential
cause I a buyer babe on the treetop
And when the wind blows, my dick'll get hard, the will rock
I'm the peacock on NBC, Nuttin But Cock
I pump, prrrrrrrrrrrump pump it up yo, a Reebok
Hey, I don't junk, but I'm a Junkyard Dog
And when I Duke it's a Hazzard, so me Boss Hog
Or Pecol, ohhhhh! pain
the sound of the Caravan... running the train
yeahhhh yeahh,
the sound of the Caravan, running the train
Owwowhwahaheha! it out, check it out yeah, in yo' eye!
Yeahh! Hahhh! Yeahh!
Twilite got tricks up my sleeve
Immenslope got tricks up my
Yo DRK got tricks up my
De La Soul got up my sleeve
got tricks up my sleeve
The Nubian Nut got up my sleeve
Com Sense got up my sleeve
("Wait... I got trick up my sleeve")

I'm not a Jake or a or a hoe, but I got the mo' better
for of the class
And if you ask me I'm not tryin ta be
I'm not a bitch like Robin Givens I'm about your
plastic, ask it, I'll tell you you wanna know
And if I tell you no, don't be all up on it
Frontin so your friends won't that you got the 86
so you call me a
You get your kicks, but Kix and Trix are for
I don't turn no tricks, I don't no Dix-ie cups
I hops in the Hubba Bubba I'm like
Al B. stud, cause if I'm not your lover or friend
don't try to spend, waste your
tryin to get a taste of but you ain't tastin mine
So a new type puss, cause if I don't like you
you ain't gettin G, this ain't the drivethru
Drive by, way far, and be groovy
Then you me? Yo I'ma tell ya like the Nubians
Move on black move on
You gotta on black brotha move on