Luyện nghe bài hát Want That Old Thing Back

Uh yeah, Bad Boy Baby, Ralph
Smalls, listen
Uh, yeah baby oh, listen to me, oh

When it comes to sex, I'm similar to the thriller in
Honey's call me Bigga, the filler
Whether it's tongue or stiff dick
Biggie squeeze it to make shit fit, now this shit

I got the pack of Rough Riders in the of the Pathfinder
You know the ep by James Todd
Smith I get with the lyrical gift
Hit you with the dick, make kidneys shift

Here we go, we go, but I'm not Domino
I got the funk flow to your drawers drop slow
So recognize the dick size in these Kani jeans
I'm in thirteens, what I mean

I fuck and hit you with the Hennessey dick
around and go blind, don't get to see shit
The batter, here to shatter your bladder
It doesn't matter or fat or

Boy skinned or black, baby I drop
mommies screamin' "Aiy papi"
I love it when call me Big Poppa
I smoke blunts if they rolled propa

Look, I gotcha caught up in the flow
Fuck Tae Kwon do, I da fo'-fo'
For niggaz gettin' mad 'cause they bitch me
A big black motherfucker G ya see

All I do is the game from the truth
Big bang boots from the Bronx to
Gettin' physical like Olivia
Tricks suck my dick all day with no trivia

So a hoe, a bankroll and a bag of weed
I'm guaranteed to fuck her till her bleed
Even if your new man's a certified
You'll get that in ya, you'll want that old thing back

What you wanna do? I got that old thing
What you wanna Baby sing relax and feel him
What you give, you are
You won't give it, you start, oh

Just screamin' want old thing back
I double G I E whit some R U L E
Notorious to bust in the E Y E, baby baby
know they love and hate me

I come, you come, we come with some maybe
How close we came to come the getto is
How come you ain't, your sis semi your faces
When I come you be cryin' like I'm killin' ya

when picture in the camera rolled
'Cause I only be knowin' how the unfolded
Back shots in the rear, got the unloaded
And got a reload, every show off

You I got ma swag a back
I'm lookin' like bitch, ma swag look left
It's so hard pressed, to be impressed by new rappers
They actors, and the fact is you want that old back, shit

What you do? I got that old thing back
What you see? Baby sing relax and feel him
What you give, you are
Where you are, you start, oh

Is my mind tricks, like Scarface and Bushwick
D, havin' nightmares of girls killin' me
She mad what we had didn't last
I'm glad her cousin let me hit the ass

the past let's dwell on the 500 SL
The E and J and Ale
The way my pockets swell to the rim Benjamin's
Another hon's in the crib, please her in

I fuck nonstop, lick my lips a lot, used to lick the a lot
But lickin' clits had to
'Cause y'all don't know how to act when the tongue go down
the funk flow, really though

I got the cleanest meanest
Ya never seen stroke of genius
So take off your Tim boots and bodysuit
I mean the and hit my man next

Sex gettin' rougher when it come to the nut
Pussy crusher, nasty motherfucker
I chase 'em, I replace 'em
And if I'm caressin' 'em, I'm 'em

Fuck whatcha who's the best in New York
For fillin' fantasies without nigga Mr. Walk
Or Tattoo I got you wrapped around my
And I'm done I got to split, shit

Back shots is my
I wishin' for an intermission
Fuck the kissin', lickin' down to your belly button, I ain't
They call me B.I.G. for nuttin', all of a sudden

What you wanna do? I got that old back
What you wanna see? sing, relax and feel him
you give, where you are
You start, ha