Luyện nghe bài hát Tricks up My Sleeve

I'm a Jake, I don't bake a
I'm not a cake daddy, you know the type be pullin' up in a
With a top, see when I hoe hop, I kick it to the bus stop
(What?)

And goodie, goodie gumdrops
I don't be squat but to the heads they think it's topnotch
I'm skippin' over every dip as if it's
Hop, hop, hop, hop, hop, hop, hop, hop, hopscotch,

Aiy, man, ay man, look 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 your

Why don't you over to the house
So I can put you in the buck

Aight check it, you see I bag ya for a second
You see me beggin', you see the slimmie naked
In my headroom, mo' better yet my
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 the issue

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

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

Or Pecol, oh pain
That's the sound of the Caravan running the train, yeah, yeah,
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
Immenslope got tricks up my
Yo DRK got tricks up my
De La Soul got tricks up my

JuJu got up my sleeve
The Nut got tricks up my sleeve
Com got tricks 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' for head of the class
And if you ask me I'm not tryin' ta be
I'm not a like Robin Givens I'm concerned
About your plastic, ask it, I'll tell you what you 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 bitch, you get kicks but Kix and Trix are for kids
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, 'cause if I'm not your or your friend
Don't try to spend, your time
Tryin' to get a taste of mine but you ain't mine
So a new type puss, 'cause if I don't like you

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