Luyện nghe bài hát Tricks Up My Sleeve

I'm a Jake I don't bake a
I'm not a cake daddy you the type be pullin up in a Caddy
with a drop top see when I hoe hop I it to the bus stop (what?)
and goodie goodie gumdrops
I don't be droppin squat but to the they think 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 What's your name?
Rayshel.
Why you come over to the house so I can put you in the
BANG!
Aight check it, you see I bag ya for a second
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 ain't a
I'm Jake the Rake, yo sorry if I'm the
vaginal area, fallopian tubes and cervix
I recommend that for your gen' 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 em away, see a hoe a day is essential
If you a piece of the rock, trick, go to Prudential
cause I rock a buyer on the treetop
And when the wind blows, my dick'll get hard, the will rock
I'm like the peacock on NBC, Nuttin But
I pump, prrrrrrrrrrrump pump it up yo, like a
Hey, I don't junk, but I'm a Junkyard Dog
And when I it's a Hazzard, so call 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! Check it out, it out yeah, in yo' eye!
Yeahh! Hahhh! Yeahh!
Twilite Tone got tricks up my
Immenslope got up my sleeve
Yo DRK got up my sleeve
De La Soul got tricks up my
got tricks up my sleeve
The Nubian Nut got tricks up my
Com got tricks 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 ta be drastic
I'm not a bitch like Givens I'm concerned 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
so your 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 Hubba Bubba I'm
Al B. stud, cause if I'm not your lover or your
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, if I don't like you
you ain't gettin service G, this the drivethru
Drive by, way far, and be groovy
Then you pester me? Yo tell ya like the Nubians
Move on black move on
You gotta on black brotha move on