Luyện nghe bài hát Tricks Up My Sleeve

I'm a Jake I bake a cake
I'm not a cake daddy you know the be pullin up in a Caddy
with a drop top see I hoe hop I kick it to the bus stop (what?)
and goodie 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 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 word? What's your
Rayshel.
Why you come over 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
tokin, and stutterin as if she's Max Headroom
Redroom (Redrum?) No I ain't a
I'm Jake the Rake, yo sorry if I'm the
vaginal area, fallopian and your cervix
I strongly recommend that for your you get some Jergens
I find it beneficial; not to force the
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 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 sell 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 of the Caravan... running the train
yeahhhh yeahh,
the sound of the Caravan, running the train
Owwowhwahaheha! Check it out, it out yeah, in yo' eye!
Yeahh! Hahhh! Yeahh!
Twilite got tricks up my sleeve
got tricks up my sleeve
Yo DRK got tricks up my
De La got tricks up my sleeve
got tricks up my sleeve
The Nubian Nut got 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 tryin ta be
I'm not a bitch like Robin Givens I'm about your
plastic, ask it, I'll tell you what you know
And if I tell you no, be all up on it dope
Frontin so your friends won't know you got the 86
so you me a bitch
You get kicks, but Kix and Trix are for kids
I turn no tricks, I don't suck no Dix-ie cups
I hops in the hubba Hubba Bubba I'm
Al B. stud, if I'm not your lover or your friend
don't try to spend, waste your
tryin to get a taste of but you ain't tastin mine
So find a new type puss, if I don't like you
you gettin service G, this ain't the drivethru
Drive by, way far, and everything'll be
Then you pester me? Yo I'ma tell ya like the
Move on black brotha on
You gotta move on brotha move on