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 type be pullin' up in a
a drop 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 it's topnotch
I'm skippin' over every other dip as if
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 word? What's name?

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' yet my bedroom
Tippedy tokin', and stutterin' as if she's Max
Red no I ain't a murderer
(Re drum?)

I'm Jake the Rake, yo sorry if I'm hurtin' the area
Fallopian and your cervix
I strongly 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 it's 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 will get hard, the cradle will rock
I'm like the on NBC, nuttin' but cock
I pump, pump, pump it up yo, like a
Hey, I don't junk but I'm a Junkyard Dog
And when I it's a Hazard, so call me Boss Hog

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

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

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

I'm not a Jake or a or a hoe
But I got the mo' better for head of the
And if you ask me I'm not ta be drastic
I'm not a bitch Robin Givens I'm concerned
About your plastic, ask it, I'll tell you what you wanna

And if I you no, don't be all up on it dope
Frontin' so your 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 in the hubba Hubba Bubba I'm like
Al B. stud, 'cause if I'm not your lover or your
try to spend, waste your time
Tryin' to get a taste of mine but you tastin' mine
So find a new type puss, 'cause if I don't you

You ain't service G, this ain't the drivethru
Drive by, way far, and will be groovy
Then you me? Yo I'ma tell ya like the Nubians
Move on black move on
You move on black brotha move on