Luyện nghe bài hát Want That Old Thing Back

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

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

I got the pack of Riders in the back of the Pathfinder
You know the ep along by James
Smith I get swift the lyrical gift
Hit you with the dick, make your kidneys

Here we go, here we go, but I'm not
I got the funk flow to make your drawers slow
So recognize the dick size in these Karl Kani
I'm in thirteens, know what I

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

Boy or black, baby I drop these
Boricua mommies "Aiy papi"
I love it when call me Big Poppa
I only smoke blunts if they rolled

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

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

So gimme a hoe, a and a bag of weed
I'm guaranteed to fuck her till her nose
Even if your new man's a mack
You'll get H-town in ya, you'll want that old thing back

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

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

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

Knows when picture in the rolled
'Cause I only be knowin' how the shits
Back in the rear, got the mack unloaded
And got a reload, like every off

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

What you wanna do? I got that old thing
you wanna 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
Willie D, havin' of girls killin' me
She mad because what we had didn't
I'm glad her cousin let me hit the ass

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

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

I got the cleanest penis
Ya seen this stroke of genius
So take off Tim boots and your bodysuit
I mean the Spandex and hit my man

Sex gettin' rougher when it to the nut buster
Pussy crusher, black nasty
I don't 'em, I replace 'em
And if I'm 'em, I'm undressin' 'em

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

shots is my position
I gotcha for an intermission
Fuck the kissin', lickin' down to belly button, I ain't frontin'
They don't call me B.I.G. for nuttin', all of a

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