Luyện nghe bài hát Walk on By

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

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

This ain't for the intelligent divas
For all the and bitches who swallow nut by the liters
Two months pregnant madd dick pokin' the
But she give a damn still suckin' dick for sneakers

You know the type, damn is right
She even did it with dice and a dildo of ice
A-yo like the hiest move ya phat ass to gain
And if you love me baby girl, give my some entertainment
(Yo foul Joe)

Hey yo, I treat 'em how act yo
Behave like a hooker and played a mad hoe
has it that you take it in the asshole
And wrap ya lips around my like a lasso

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

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

I once knew a girl by the of Savannah
Met her backstage at a in Atlanta
Seemed like a nice girl, class and
I took her to the hotel the bitch went bananas

Did my eyes me, was she suckin' three pee-pee's?
Caught it all on tape so I could it late on TV
wait to beep me, started in the car
Shorty caught the quick train from the Trinity

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

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

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

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

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

Now you boomeranged, alI was some action
Brought my own Brenton, got my own
Now you off to front to yo niggas
'Cuz I blew ya back out and got my own

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

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

walk on by
See ya later,
You hoe