Luyện nghe bài hát Tricks Up My Sleeve

I'm a I don't bake a cake
I'm not a daddy you know the type be pullin up in a Caddy
with a top see when I hoe hop I kick it to the bus stop (what?)
and it's goodie gumdrops
I don't be droppin squat but to the heads they think it's
I'm skippin over other dip as if it's
hop hop hop hop hop hop hop hop watch
Aiy aiyyo man, ay man, look at ol'
She got a BIG ass! (Yo man, sic her.)
Aiy man, ay... hey sweetheart, how you
I'm fine.
Oh What's your name?
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 see me beggin, you see the slimmie naked
in my headroom, mo' better yet my
Tippedy tokin, and stutterin as if Max Headroom
Redroom (Redrum?) No I a murderer
I'm Jake the Rake, yo sorry if I'm the
vaginal area, tubes and your cervix
I strongly recommend that for your you get some Jergens
I find it not to force the issue
I just blow my shit and wipe you see a head like tissue
Use em and throw em away, see a hoe a day is
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 cradle will
I'm the peacock on NBC, Nuttin But Cock
I pump, pump it up yo, like a Reebok
Hey, I don't junk, but I'm a Junkyard Dog
And I Duke it's a Hazzard, so call me Boss Hog
Or Pecol, ohhhhh! pain
the sound of the Caravan... running the train
yeahhhh yeahh,
That's the sound of the Caravan, the train
Owwowhwahaheha! it out, check it out yeah, in yo' eye!
Yeahh! Hahhh! Yeahh!
Twilite Tone got up my sleeve
got tricks up my sleeve
Yo DRK got tricks up my
De La got tricks up my sleeve
JuJu got tricks up my
The Nubian Nut got tricks up my
Com Sense got up my sleeve
("Wait... I got trick up my sleeve")

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