Luyện nghe bài hát Y'all Don't Hear Me Dough

Damn, one-time bust a you
And 4 deep, too
They seen all these caps and
And them thangs underneath the skirts

But the law ain't been
Wait, I see 3 cops and one token
Oh, so that explains it, no
Uncle Tom us out

But I ain't tryin' to get
give me static, I'm givin' the shit back
'Cause I ain't did nothin'
And this L.A. drama goin' on too long

So it's on if they me
Matter of fact, they better me
'Cause fool, I waitin'
I'm 5000, so for gold Daytons

I hit a side and circled twice
'em like hot dice
Parked the toy in a
'Cause the same thing happened last

I to tell you
was devils once befo'
But y'all don't hear me

Hey,
You guys who I'm talkin' to
Hey,
You know who I'm talkin' to

Damn, baby pagin' me, 911
Who is This bad-ass white girl from
Aw nigga, you went out like a Boyscout
you talkin' 'bout?

Fool, this girl a freak
Yeah, she probably have your ass at the clinic every
Askin' the doctor, "Have you seen this?"
With a long-wired q-tip, stuck up your

Waitin' for the test results to back from upstairs
you say your prayers
And ask yourself, Was it worth it?
Before Casanova crossed over, everything was

But you wasn't with the sisters
So now you got
Trick or treat? Aw, nigga, you can eat a
Or versa, that's how you treat a trick

Nigga like you who learned
hittin' pale skins'll get you burned
Man, y'all better let them hoes go
But don't hear me though

Hey,
You guys who I'm talkin' to
Hey,
You guys know who I'm to

Damn Kam, I got a migraine, you eat?
Just pork chops and pig's feet
And a couple of strips of
What? And my head just started

I hate to say, I you so but I told ya
You couldn't take it a soldier
Kam got the ham down to a science
So keep it out your

Cat plus rat plus dog hog
Poison-ass animals, need to ban 'em all
Nigga, I been eatin' all my life and I'm cool
Fool, you don't what you're missin'

Listen that's the reason why you get sick so
And spend a straight with doctor Tom Slick
So he can your prescription
For your ass, for your headaches and your hyper

When all you gotta do is eatin' the swine
And be fine
Black better leave that pork at the sto'
But y'all hear me though

Hey,
You guys know who I'm to
Hey,
You guys know who I'm to

Damn, my nigga got
He's down for the K.O., for movin' lleyo
And now askin' him to snitch
I hate to say it but the nigga dug his own

So now he's in a catch 22
Damned if he don't and if he do
Lookin' at 15 a L
Scared touch down, so what the hell

He starts singin' like a
Federal detectives every word
Puttin' niggas in a twist, steppin' on
How long will he last? God knows

outta control, gotta put on a hold
So it's on like that, nigga, where my at?
It ain't like he didn't
'Cause I damn sure, told him, he ain't hear me though