Luyện nghe bài hát Y.O.U.

Traces of lipstick on my
Baby you got to do some to get this last dollar
Hotter lava when you come believe that I'ma follow
Lady Medana drink, but she to swallow
Rockin' that Prada, Honey up in the beauty parlor,
Girl it would be my honour, make you my
Holler she hella proper, with tha dumbin' cousin
Sucka for lovin'-buggin', shockin' them buckin'
Suckin' finga-fuckin', then let me show you somethin'
I'll knock the off that English Muffin
tell 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 torn
Rapped around and knockin' , I'm creepin' you parkin'
Shoot out the lights, the erea, then hop in
Pick up my bigga nigga who helped me the plottin'
Droppin' the tops, the dough
Shoppin' in rotten--New York, first
I'm heavy like Bo stockin' coat
Watch ya from Fo sparkin', they leave the parking
Niggaz unforgetable can be
Doc and labled the top ten!
Choppin' it raw, 'n blockin',
raw choppin' his metaphores, so cops can stop watchin'
I put 'em in and cock 'em, to rock 'em stock 'em
Renevate your appartment, when two things barkin'
My knockin', bougie hoes be spottin' on they tampons
I get 'em drippin' Licky Falls

Redman, [Meth]

Now who a nigga?!
who a snitch 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!] Come on! [Come on!] on!
[Come on!] on! [Come on!] Come on!
[Come on!] Come on! on!] Come on!
[Come on!] on! [Come on!] Come on!

I figured it out: niggaz ain't as big as yo' mouth
My street-value well it ain't even fit in yo' couch
When I bust come 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
my Anaconda like Nirvana
Marijuana got bitches on they in they Gabbanas
Gettin' 'em dirty with the hersey and the bombin'
Holla the drama, two in ya armor
Ya pigeon betta ma, the ice is a honour
To in help me lift an arm up, lebaba(?) with ya
dirty her donna, my dick is heronomic
Pull out a young Geroni-mo, BBC! Oh you nasty

Itchin' to start the mission, flippin' so yo' distance
Ain't go no pot to piss in? got no competition
Listen, I slip the clippin', trippin' you get me
Come mis and catch a whippin', now is actin' different
Ditchin' double-dippin', chickens that keep forgettin'
I the one for trickin', or anybody-kickin'
Rippin' these compesitions, scrippin' them
Hold 'em and hit 'n stickin', like Scottie Pippen
It's hot in Hell's Kitchen, but I'm forced bittin'
like 'No he didn't', wipin' my ass and splittin'
Chattin' Joe gettin'
All in the settin' 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 Meth and
Hell, we you restin' in PEACE, BBC! Oh girl you nasty