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

Damn, just bust a you
And 4 deep, too
They seen all these and T-shirts
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
Tom pointed us out

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

So it's on if touch me
Matter of fact, better Starsky-and-Hutch me
'Cause fool, I waitin'
I'm 5000, so for gold Daytons

I hit a side and circled twice
Shook 'em hot dice
the toy in a driveway
'Cause the thing happened last Friday

I tried to you
They was devils once
But y'all don't me though

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

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

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

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

But you satisfied with the sisters
So now you got
or treat? Aw, nigga, you can eat a dick
Or vice versa, that's how you a trick

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

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

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

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

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

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

When all you do is stop eatin' the swine
And everything'll be
Black folk better that pork at the sto'
But don't hear me though

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

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

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

He starts like a bird
Federal recordin' every word
Puttin' niggas in a twist, on toes
How will he last? God only knows

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