Luyện nghe bài hát Walk on By

Artist: fat joe f/ baltimore

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

(fat joe)
This is for the hoes and

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

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

(kid capri)
on it man

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

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

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

(chorus)

Verse 3-charli
b-more on the floor on all fours
Mind must've lost
Never been
thats what I do for ones
Not baby thats what I do for fun
Now I that I gave you head
All because four double a duracells went dead
My vibrator....huh!! playa on me
Thinking you can hit this and get scott free
Now you boomeranged....all I was some ac-tion
my own branton
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 like boo
You madd I hit that and vanished
Or 'cause you on tape "charli baltimore" in spanish

(chorus)
All you bitches be for money
niggas 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 just on by

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