Luyện nghe bài hát Walk on By

Artist: fat joe f/ charli

(kid capri)
Yes indeed, what the
This is the world famous kid
Up here wit my man crack
Joey crack got this new coming out
Yo joey, tell 'em what the name of this is

(fat joe)
This is for the and bitches

(kid capri)
what about all the young ladies, the positive young ladies

(fat joe)
Like I said this is dedicated to the hoes and

(kid capri)
on it man

Verse joe
This ain't for the intelligent divas
For all the hoes and who swallow nut by the leiters
Two months pregnant madd pokin' the fetus
But she don't a damn still suckin' dick for sneakers
You know the type, dirty is right she even did it wit dice
And made a of ice
A-yo it's like the
Move ya ass to gain
And if you love me baby girl give my friends some (yo that's
joe)
Hey yo I treat 'em how act yo
Behave like a and played like a madd hoe
Rumor has it that you it in the asshole
And wrap ya lips around my like a lasso
I love the way you that
Joe bozak
niggas bone that
My stomach's ya nose at
Just hoe in the midst
That more than kiss when we start pourin' the 'cris

(chorus)
All you bitches be fuckin' for
Playin' but they can't get shit from me
You smokin' my lye
Pushin' my ride and if you ain't just walk on by
All you bitches walk on by

2-fat joe
I once a girl by the name of savannah
Met her backstage at a in atlanta
Seemed like a nice girl, and well-mannered
When I took her to the hotel the went bananas
Did my decieve me
Was she suckin' three
it all on tape so I could watch it late on t.v.
Couldn't to beep me
Started in the car shorty caught the train from the trinity stars
Big joe'll
Any hoe
Have a bitch and yell throwin' elbows
Now who the hell
Why these girls fuck for phones
Turnin' for material shit
Now bust it, you wanna hit it gotta pay top
These chics is hott
Wit like rottwilers
But why
me payin' a fee
I'll just play akinyle and fuck these hoes for free

(chorus)

Verse baltimore
Picture b-more on the floor on all
Mind must've yours
been tossed
Tour what I do for ones
Not baby thats what I do for fun
Now I dread that I gave you
All because four double a duracells went dead
My vibrator....huh!! hatin' on me
Thinking you can hit and get away scott free
Now you boomeranged....all I wanted was ac-tion
my own branton
Got my own
Now you off to front to yo niggas
'cause I ya back out and got my own figgas
Please, you was something to do
Had a too
How you that boo
You 'cause I hit that and vanished
Or you on tape screamin' "charli baltimore" in spanish

(chorus)
All you bitches be fuckin' for
Playin' niggas but they get shit from me
You smokin' my lye
Pushin' my ride and if you ain't fuckin' walk on by
All you just walk on by

(ad-libs til fade)
walk on by
See ya later
You hoe