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 and T-shirts
And them gold underneath the skirts

But the law ain't broken
Wait, I see 3 white and one token
Oh, so that it, no doubt
Tom pointed us out

But I tryin' to get jacked
They 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 touch me
Matter of fact, they Starsky-and-Hutch me
fool, I ain't waitin'
I'm 5000, so much for Daytons

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

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

Hey,
You guys who I'm talkin' to
Hey,
You guys 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
you talkin' 'bout?

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

Waitin' for the test to come back from upstairs
While you say prayers
And ask yourself, Was it really it?
Casanova 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 versa, that's how you treat a trick

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

Hey,
You guys 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 pig's
And a couple of of bacon
And my head just started achin'

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

Cat plus rat plus dog hog
Poison-ass animals, people to ban 'em all
Nigga, I been pork 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 fill prescription
For your ass, for your headaches and hyper tension

all you gotta do is stop eatin' the swine
And everything'll be
Black folk better leave that at the sto'
But y'all hear me though

Hey,
You guys 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' that
And now they him to snitch
I hate to say it but the nigga dug his own

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 detectives recordin' every
niggas in a twist, steppin' on toes
How long will he last? God knows

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