Luyện nghe bài hát Tricks up My Sleeve

I'm a Jake, I bake a cake
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 kick it to the bus
(What?)

And it's goodie, goodie
I don't be droppin' squat but to the they think it's topnotch
I'm skippin' over 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 doin'
Oh What's your name?

Why don't you come to the house
So I can put you in the bang

check it, you see I only bag ya for a second
You never see me beggin', you see the slimmie
In my headroom, mo' yet my bedroom
Tippedy tokin', and as if she's Max Headroom
Red room no I ain't a
(Re drum?)

I'm Jake the Rake, yo sorry if I'm hurtin' the area
Fallopian tubes and cervix
I recommend that for your gen' you get some Jergens
I find it beneficial, not to force the

I just blow my shit and wipe you see a head it's like
Use 'em and 'em away, see a hoe a day is essential
If you want a piece of the rock, trick, go to
'Cause I rock a buyer on the treetop

And when the wind blows, my dick will get hard, the cradle will
I'm like the on NBC, nuttin' but cock
I pump, pump, pump it up yo, a Reebok
Hey, I don't sell junk but I'm a Dog
And when I it's a Hazard, so call me Boss Hog

Or Roscoe Pecol, oh
That's the of the Caravan running the train, yeah, yeah, bitch
the sound of the Caravan, running the train
Oh, wa, ha, he, ha, it out, check it out yeah, in yo' eye
Yeah, ha,

Twilite got tricks up my sleeve
Immenslope got up my sleeve
Yo DRK got tricks up my
De La Soul got up my sleeve

JuJu got tricks up my
The Nubian Nut got up my sleeve
Com got tricks up my sleeve
Wait, I got trick up my sleeve

I'm not a or a Rake 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 like Robin Givens I'm concerned
your plastic, ask it, I'll tell you what you wanna know

And if I tell you no, be all up on it dope
Frontin' so friends won't know that you got the 86
So you call me a bitch, you get kicks but Kix and Trix are for kids
I don't turn no tricks, I don't suck no cups

I hops in the Hubba Bubba I'm like
Al B. stud, 'cause if I'm not your or your friend
try to spend, waste your time
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 ain't gettin' service G, ain't the drivethru
Drive by, way far, and everything be groovy
Then you me? Yo I'ma tell ya like the Nubians
on black brotha move on
You gotta on black brotha move on