Luyện nghe bài hát Y.O.U.

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

Yo' I get it on
Doc, unlockin' yo' doors, clockin' my
your mouth with a torn stockin'
Rapped around and , I'm creepin' when you parkin'
Shoot out the lights, the erea, then hop in
Pick up my nigga who helped me figured the plottin'
Droppin' the tops, the dough
in rotten--New York, first flockin'
Because I'm heavy Bo stockin' coat
Watch ya from Fo sparkin', they leave the parking
Niggaz can be forgotten
Doc and Meth the top ten!
Choppin' it raw, 'n blockin',
Only raw choppin' his metaphores, so cops can watchin'
I put 'em in and cock 'em, ready to 'em stock 'em
Renevate your appartment, these two things barkin'
My Mackamichi knockin', bougie hoes be spottin' on tampons
I get 'em drippin' like 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?!
pop shit nigga?!]

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

I figured it out: ya'll niggaz as big as yo' mouth
My street-value well it ain't won't fit in yo' couch
When I bust come out
No matter what city hardcore dumb to fuck out
Son's ya out! Nuthin' to lose, poppin' a two up in ya goose
Buckle yo shoes, my boots, fuckin' with you
my Anaconda like 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 ma, the ice is a honour
To in help me lift an arm up, lebaba(?) ya momma
Even her donna, my dick is heronomic
out a young Geroni-mo, BBC! Oh girl you nasty

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