Luyện nghe bài hát Trying to Talk to You

Whassup?
Why don'tcha get your off my couch?
some respect when you come in my house
(I'm to talk to you, lady)

Have some respect, did your teach you anything?
(I'm trying to to you, lady)
That's right, Kool Keith,

Yo, I them girls back
Like jets off my dick
You think you vic
come display your whackest shift

Trick master, faster, ass crack, rectums
Pussy stinkin', who brought freaks yo?
What you That's on my downplay
husband rhyme and sound gay

With fast talk, fast walk
Ass is flat on sidewalk, big intakes
Digest shrimp, pork, your feedback
weed back, butt naked, we don't need that

Shut down yo' circuit, me, kid
work it overtime rhymer
Don't bite my shit, bite piranha, fuck rock n'
catch me marryin' Cher and Nirvana

See-through skirts, rubber sticks
Like fireworks, New York in 10-B, house
Where her friends be, Dyke's mics
Get played like Cameo, the Chi-Lites

Problems I have 'em, that's
You motherfuckers grab 'em, on yo
Fish lens all yo friends
Take my food back, your out

Your fuckin' glue back, your hair in
With just enough for Reese's
Beauty parlor, rings around, your fuckin' collar
You on new shit, so game, I'm movin' quick

(I'm trying to to you, lady)
Oh
(I'm to talk to you, lady)
Can I to you?

(I'm trying to to you, lady)
to talk to you
(I'm trying to to you, lady)
Can I talk to

Psycho, still klepto, destroy
Girls reps though
Niggaz, pause back step
I'm classical, asshole

Remember 'bout last hole
You fucked up, you up
Ran up out the
Took that little cash you up

Power strong, my gators
cats, them pussies warm
On steam like team
game with face schemes

You a right, I make a left
def, my arts and craft
Raw skill with
Cut ass so and have

Express rock, East and
You fucked up, yo' rap is
shit you talk and how you speak
You dick, I pull yo' tits

You wash where, I like yo'
Top to bottom got 'em hittin',
Screamin' "Stop it man", with game plan
New style, same man, switch yo with swift

kid, I let you know alternatin' bass
And the crowds in this fuckin' place
get glassed at mad
Problems on fuckin' rag

Play with doo rags, I flame broil
Light up fast, look, jockin' me
There's no time, stoppin' me, me
me, swingin' G yo, fuck it B

Technique that run
Like Celly Cel, I got
Upbeat and
my dick, take yo' pick

(I'm trying to to you, lady)
to talk to you
(I'm trying to to you, lady)
I'm tryin' to talk, tryin' to

(I'm to talk to you, lady)
I'm tryin' to talk to you
(I'm to talk to you, lady)
I'm tryin' to talk, tryin' to

Styles rep from Northwest,
Affectin' wreckin', movin' on the panel
Stupid bitch, can you handle, words
got you cryin' on the curb

Enjoy my tempo, rap
Fuckin' simple I your demo, kid
Ridin' in the limo
your pause button, ladies melt

Press rewind, you be crazy
Runnin' game out your mind
Stylistic weaves, dirty
Stains on your sleeves like Man

Turn the up
Girl, shut the up
My style is kid
Wind it up, yes, I'm

Masquerade, flip wigs
the party unique and speakin'
Shoes shined for the
My style is up
In watch you fuckin' jump up

Turn up yo', bump up on
Bring the punk up, open up hairpiece
Music bass, turn the trunk up prepare for hole
Up close, I'm in yo'

Automatically, you there, you fuckin' mad at me
Whippin' yo' lip up with verbal
From yo' hip up, stand back and crack
P, watch yo' fuckin' back, that is crazy

(I'm trying to to you, lady)
I'm still to talk to you
(I'm to talk to you, lady)
I'm to talk, tryin' to talk

(I'm trying to to you, lady)
I'm tryin' to to you, baby
(I'm trying to to you, lady)
I'm tryin' to talk, tryin' to

(I'm to talk to you, lady)
I'm really tryin' to to you
(I'm to talk to you)