Luyện nghe bài hát Tricks Up My Sleeve

I'm a Jake I bake a cake
I'm not a daddy you know the type be pullin up in a Caddy
with a drop top see when I hoe hop I kick it to the bus (what?)
and it's goodie gumdrops
I don't be droppin squat but to the heads they think it's
I'm skippin every other dip as if it's
hop hop hop hop hop hop hop hop hopscotch
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 never see me beggin, you see the slimmie
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
area, fallopian tubes and your cervix
I strongly recommend that for your gen' you get Jergens
I it beneficial; not to force the issue
I just blow my shit and wipe you see a head 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 rock a babe on the treetop
And when the wind blows, my dick'll get hard, the cradle rock
I'm like the peacock on NBC, But Cock
I pump, prrrrrrrrrrrump it up yo, like a Reebok
Hey, I don't junk, but I'm a Junkyard Dog
And when I Duke it's a Hazzard, so call me Hog
Or Roscoe Pecol, ohhhhh!
That's the sound of the Caravan... running the
yeahhhh yeahh,
That's the sound of the Caravan, the train
Owwowhwahaheha! Check it out, it out yeah, in yo' eye!
Yeahh! Hahhh! Yeahh!
Twilite Tone got tricks up my
Immenslope got tricks up my
Yo DRK got up my sleeve
De La Soul got up my sleeve
JuJu got up my sleeve
The Nut got tricks up my sleeve
Com got tricks up my sleeve
("Wait... I got another 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 ta be drastic
I'm not a like Robin Givens I'm concerned about your
plastic, ask it, I'll you what you wanna know
And if I tell you no, don't be all up on it
Frontin so friends won't know that you got the 86
so you call me a
You get your kicks, but Kix and Trix are for
I don't no tricks, I don't 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, your time
tryin to get a taste of mine but you ain't mine
So find a new type puss, cause if I like you
you ain't gettin service G, ain't the drivethru
Drive by, way far, and everything'll be
Then you pester me? Yo I'ma ya like the Nubians
Move on brotha move on
You gotta move on brotha move on