Luyện nghe bài hát Tricks up My Sleeve

I'm a Jake, I don't a cake
I'm not a cake daddy, you know the type be up in a Caddy
With a 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 think topnotch
I'm skippin' over every other dip as if
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 fine
Oh What's your name?

Why don't you 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 naked
In my headroom, mo' better yet my
tokin', and stutterin' 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 strongly recommend that for your gen' you get Jergens
I it beneficial, not to force the issue

I blow my shit and wipe you see a head it's like tissue
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 a buyer babe on the treetop

And the wind blows, my dick will get hard, the cradle will rock
I'm like the peacock on NBC, but cock
I pump, pump, pump it up yo, a Reebok
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
the sound of the Caravan running the train, yeah, yeah, bitch
That's the sound of the Caravan, 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 up my sleeve
Yo DRK got tricks up my
De La Soul got tricks up my

JuJu got tricks up my
The Nubian Nut got up my sleeve
Com Sense got 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 head of the
And if you ask me I'm not tryin' ta be
I'm not a bitch like Robin I'm concerned
About plastic, ask it, I'll tell you what you wanna know

And if I you no, don't 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 your kicks but Kix and Trix are for
I don't turn no tricks, I suck no Dix-ie cups

I hops in the Hubba Bubba I'm like
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 tastin' mine
So find a new type puss, 'cause if I don't you

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