Luyện nghe bài hát Y.O.U.

Traces of lipstick on my
Baby you got to do some more to get last dollar
Hotter than lava when you believe that I'ma follow
Lady Medana liketo drink, but she to
Rockin' that Prada, stay up in the beauty parlor,
Girl it be my honour, make you my babymomma
Holler she hella proper, with tha dumbin' cousin
Sucka for lovin'-buggin', shockin' duckin' buckin'
Suckin' then finga-fuckin', then let me you somethin'
I'll the stuffin' off that English Muffin
Can't me nuthin', uhn uhn
Pushin' yo' panty botton when I'm
All of a sudden, gun-duckin', BBC! Oh girl you nasty

Yo' I get it on
Doc, unlockin' yo' doors, clockin' my
Suckin' your mouth with a stockin'
Rapped and knockin' , I'm creepin' when you parkin'
out the lights, darkening the erea, then hop in
Pick up my bigga who helped me figured the plottin'
the tops, splittin' the dough
Shoppin' in rotten--New York, first
Because I'm like Bo stockin' coat
Watch ya coat from Fo sparkin', they leave the
unforgetable can be forgotten
Doc and labled the top ten!
Choppin' it raw, 'n blockin',
Only raw choppin' his metaphores, so cops can watchin'
I put 'em in and cock 'em, to rock 'em stock 'em
Renevate your appartment, these two things barkin'
My Mackamichi knockin', bougie hoes be spottin' on tampons
I get 'em like Licky Falls

[Chorus]: Redman,

Now who a nigga?!
[Now who a nigga?!]
Now who the nigga?!
who the sick nigga?!]
Now who you nigga?!
[With who you nigga?!]
Who rock nigga?!
[Who pop nigga?!]

[Come on!] on! [Come on!] Come on!
on!] Come on! [Come on!] Come on!
[Come on!] on! [Come on!] Come on!
[Come on!] Come on! on!] Come on!

I figured it out: ya'll niggaz as big as yo' mouth
My street-value well it ain't won't even fit in yo'
When I bust titties out
No matter what city hardcore committee's to fuck out
Son's ya duck out! Nuthin' to lose, a two up in ya goose
Buckle yo shoes, cuffle my boots, with you
Blow my Anaconda Nirvana
Marijuana got bitches on knees in they Gabbanas
Gettin' 'em dirty dirty with the hersey and the
Holla the drama, fire two in ya
Ya pigeon betta call ma, the ice is a
To in me lift an arm up, lebaba(?) with ya momma
Even dirty her donna, my is heronomic
Pull out a Geroni-mo, BBC! Oh girl you nasty

Itchin' to the mission, flippin' so keep yo' distance
Ain't go no pot to piss in? got no competition
Listen, I slip the clippin', you get me lippin'
Come mis and a whippin', now kids is actin' different
them double-dippin', chickens that keep forgettin'
I ain't the one for trickin', or
Rippin' these compesitions, them paper-written
Hold 'em and hit 'n stickin', like Scottie Pippen
It's hot in Hell's Kitchen, but I'm forced bittin'
Shittin' like 'No he didn't', my ass and splittin'
Chattin' Joe gettin'
All in the zone it off like Big Daddy
It ain't no half-steppin'...I keep
Staten you sweatin', frontin' and ass-bettin'
Duckin' my Smith & Wessen , trashin' the Meth and
Hell, we leave you restin' in PEACE, BBC! Oh you nasty