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 gold underneath the skirts

But the law ain't broken
Wait, I see 3 white 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. been goin' on too long

So on if they touch 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
Shook 'em like hot
Parked the toy in a
'Cause the same thing last Friday

I to tell you
They was once befo'
But y'all hear me though

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

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

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

for the test results to come back from upstairs
While you say prayers
And ask yourself, Was it really it?
Before crossed over, everything was perfect

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Damn, my got stretched
He's down for the K.O., for movin' lleyo
And now askin' him to snitch
I to say it but the nigga 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 singin' like a
Federal recordin' every word
Puttin' in a twist, steppin' on toes
How long will he last? God knows

Ballin' control, gotta put on a hold
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