Luyện nghe bài hát Walk on By

Yes indeed, what the
This is the world famous Kid
Up here my man Joey Crack
Joey Crack got this new joint out
Yo Joey, tell 'em what the of this joint is

is for the hoes and bitches
A-yo what all the young ladies
The positive ladies
Like I said, is dedicated to the hoes and bitches
on it man

This for the intelligent civilized divas
For all the hoes and bitches who nut by the liters
Two months pregnant madd dick the fetus
But she don't give a still suckin' dick for sneakers

You know the type, damn is right
She even did it with dice and made a of ice
A-yo it's like the hiest move ya phat ass to
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 mad hoe
Rumor has it that you it in the asshole
And ya lips around my dick like a lasso

I love the way you that Joe Crack Bozak
While niggas that, my stomach's where ya nose at
Just another hoe in the
That does more than kiss we start pourin' the 'cris

All you bitches be for money
Playin' niggas but can't get shit from me
You ain't my lye, pushin' my ride
And if you ain't fuckin' just on by
All you bitches walk on by

I once knew a girl by the name of
Met her backstage at a show in
Seemed like a nice girl, and well-mannered
When I took her to the hotel the bitch went

Did my eyes decieve me, was she suckin' three
Caught it all on so I could watch it late on TV
wait to beep me, started in the car
Shorty caught the quick from the Trinity stars

Big railroad, any frail hoe
Have a bitch scream and yell throwin'
Now who the hell knows, why these fuck for cell phones
Turnin' for material shit

Now bust it, you wanna hit it, gotta pay top
These chics is hot rodders, with like Rottwilers
But why bother, me payin' a fee
I'll just play like Akinyle and fuck hoes for free

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 fuckin' just walk on by
All you bitches just on by

Picture B, more on the on all fours
Mind must've lost yours, never been
Tour, that's I do for ones, not whore
Baby what I do for fun

Now I dread that I gave you
All them four double A duracells went dead
My vibrator, huh, playa on me
Thinking you can hit this and get away free

Now you boomeranged, alI wanted was some
Brought my own Brenton, got my own
Now you off tryin' to to yo niggas
'Cuz I blew ya out and got my own figgas

Please, you was something to do
Had a too, how you like that boo?
You mad? 'Cuz I hit and vanished
Or 'cuz you on tape 'Charli Baltimore' in Spanish

All you be fuckin' for money
Playin' but they can't get shit from me
You ain't smokin' my lye, pushin' my
And if you ain't just walk on by
All you bitches just on by

walk on by
See ya later,
You hoe