Luyện nghe bài hát Y.O.U.

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

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

Redman, [Meth]

Now who a nigga?!
who a snitch nigga?!]
Now who the nigga?!
[Now who the nigga?!]
Now who you nigga?!
who you with nigga?!]
Who rock nigga?!
[Who pop nigga?!]

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

I figured it out: niggaz ain't 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 dumb to fuck out
Son's ya duck out! to lose, poppin' a two up in ya goose
Buckle yo shoes, my boots, fuckin' with you
Blow my like Nirvana
Marijuana got bitches on knees in they Gabbanas
Gettin' 'em dirty with the hersey and the bombin'
Holla the drama, fire two in ya
Ya pigeon call ma, the ice is a honour
To in me lift an arm up, lebaba(?) with ya momma
Even dirty her donna, my dick is
out a young Geroni-mo, BBC! Oh girl you nasty

Itchin' to start the mission, flippin' so yo' distance
Ain't go no pot to piss in? Ain't got no
Listen, I the clippin', trippin' 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'
Chattin' like Joe
All in the zone settin' it off like Big
It ain't no half-steppin'...I rappin'
you keep sweatin', frontin' and ass-bettin'
Duckin' my Smith & Wessen , the Meth and catchin'
Hell, we leave you restin' in PEACE, BBC! Oh girl you