Luyện nghe bài hát Who Am I?

Ed] (Da Diiiiiiiick)

I'm having a big problem, or I say difficulty?
With my faculty
My ain't acting right, as soon as I got this girl to act right
Seduced her to up the ass on the first night
Her name is Cynthia, hell of a body will send for ya
Backstage, D.C, had my niggas go for her
She spotted me and she
"I was just why they call you Big Ed?"
Now that's the million dollar hon'
Let just say in the sack I'm to make a run
Forget about it, I'll hit you with that pressure
Can't wait to undress ya, with your fine ass like Vanessa
5'11", skin, green eyes and convacios
lickable in delicate places
Not tonight though, strickly just to down
Got to the telly, honey laid down, the pannies way down
Ain't got time to waste now, she's tuggin' at my now
Dropped my pants, dropped my drawers, and it out
Inserted into her mouth, she her head around the ear
She let me my dick disappear, reappear
I rubbed the cat, finger fucked it, she grabbed my and sucked it
And in the other hand nothing but
I got my jim-hand but when I to put it on
My was gone
I my dick "Attention salute"
But he didn't, insuborate
What happened to the rocka motherfucker?
he spoked, spoked me I almost choked
On my spit, this is
I'm at my piece like whose dick is this?
(Who Am I? I'm the nigga that you
I'm the reason why all the laid you
I got 'em all that freaky shit they do
overdue)
Nigga hold up, reprations? (Yeah I it)
Now what you you got me pussy? (Oh I didn't get it?)
(Only thing you did was brag me
Telling 'em how I'm hangin' like of the Boogie
All in the your raps, all in your
you building curosity straight the get-go
You know, and I know, that she wants to
And she ain't gonna go, until she knows how I grow)
I got it from the game I spit
I enticed the mind way before she saw the
What you mean you made me? I'm the bust the raps
Bust the gats (Yeah but I got the to go do that
Hoes I run that)
Fool when I in the spot they be like who that?
(Nigga be lookin' at the bulge in your pants
The size of your and hands, peepin' out your stance
Musclar, six pack, don't shit
They leave your stupid ass if you go
Nigga you ain't shit without me, do shit without me
Cause women loves a big fat stiffy
That she can sit on, and cream on
And if I don't up, best believe she's gone
of women want their cats licked
But it a backseat to some bomb dick
Even money won't do the trick, get tired of the shit
She'll start sneaking around hunting for some
The want from you to lift shit, fix
You wouldn't be if you weren't attached to dick
I'm in control, I'm the extension
No matter you postition, just look at Clinton
Dykes you but buy me off the shelf)
Man nigga fuck you (Nawl that's bad for health
And while we on the topic, this bad hoe you wanna
fuck with her dogg, she got crabs
And get in my afro, oh hell no
Let's just bust from flacio, she'll go)
slams*