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

Damn, one-time just a you
And 4 deep, too
They all these caps and T-shirts
And them gold underneath the skirts

But the law been broken
Wait, I see 3 white cops and one
Oh, so explains it, no doubt
Tom pointed us out

But I ain't to get jacked
They give me static, I'm givin' the shit
'Cause I ain't did wrong
And this L.A. drama been on too long

So on if they touch me
Matter of fact, they Starsky-and-Hutch me
fool, I ain't waitin'
I'm 5000, so much for gold

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

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

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

Waitin' for the test results to come back from
While you say your
And ask yourself, Was it really it?
Before crossed 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, how you treat a trick

Nigga you who ain't learned
That hittin' pale get you burned
Man, y'all let them white hoes go
But y'all don't me though

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

So now caught in a catch 22
Damned if he and fucked if he do
at 15 with a L
Scared he'll down, so what the hell

He starts like a bird
Federal detectives recordin' 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 that, nigga, where my niggas at?
It ain't like he know
'Cause I damn sure, told him, he just hear me though