Luyện nghe bài hát Walk on By

Artist: fat joe f/ charli

(kid capri)
Yes indeed, what the
This is the famous kid capri
Up wit my man joey crack
Joey got this new joint 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 is dedicated to the hoes and bitches

(kid capri)
on it man

Verse joe
This ain't for the intelligent civilized
For all the hoes and bitches who nut by the leiters
Two months pregnant madd dick pokin' the
But she don't give a damn still suckin' for sneakers
You know the type, damn dirty is she even did it wit dice
And made a of ice
A-yo like the hiest
Move ya ass to gain
And if you love me girl give my friends some entertainment (yo that's
joe)
Hey yo I 'em how they act yo
like a hooker and played like a madd hoe
Rumor has it that you it in the asshole
And wrap ya around my dick 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 does more than kiss when we pourin' the 'cris

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

2-fat joe
I once knew a girl by the of savannah
Met her backstage at a in atlanta
Seemed like a nice girl, class and
When I took her to the hotel the bitch went
Did my eyes me
Was she suckin' pee-pee's
Caught it all on tape so I could it late on t.v.
Couldn't to beep me
in the car shorty caught the quick train from the trinity stars
Big railroad
Any hoe
Have a bitch scream and yell elbows
Now who the knows
Why these girls fuck for cell
tricks for material shit
Now bust it, you wanna hit it pay top dollar
These chics is rodders
Wit grips like
But why
me payin' a fee
I'll just play like akinyle and fuck these for free

(chorus)

Verse 3-charli
Picture b-more on the floor on all
Mind must've lost
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 them double a duracells went dead
My vibrator....huh!! hatin' on me
you can hit this and get away scott free
Now you boomeranged....all I was some ac-tion
Brought my own
Got my own
Now you off tryin' to front to yo
'cause I blew ya back out and got my own
Please, you was just to do
Had a too
How you that boo
You madd 'cause I hit that and
Or you on tape screamin' "charli baltimore" in spanish

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

(ad-libs til fade)
Just on by
See ya yeah
You hoe