Luyện nghe bài hát ms Jackson

Listen to what da king K Double O-P-A Say
if i say hey, can i get yo she say, OK
U ask for her and she be like, No Way!
got da Boot sayin What it Dew instead of
everybody that think the Chamillion can't rap
I couldn't a wack rap if my name was J-Mack
I'm just jokin i take that back
but i gave u a shout out nigga, u can't hate that!
Big twinkey inch leenas, clarion car
got hoes sayin "Woop, over" like Trina
I'm not a drank leena 'cause i zip Zima
yellow broad named Tina my drawers to da cleaners
Im above u, u under me like an
don't even try to like yo game is much betta
if she yellow as the in my iceberg sweater
then u betta not let her home 'cause i'll gett'a
im thugged out foreva, weak.. i not!
im as throwed as a in a shot slingshot
knock, knock!! who is it?
of yo damn business
its da changin' lizard so shut up until he's finished
nigga, i roll chrome and ill pull up at yo
ice like i stuck my finger in a snowcone
when it comes to this rap, u do me no harm
i would be calm with a bomb in my palms
and a big of dynamite strapped to my arm
W's dot, get of my dick dot com
i wear versace 'cause i ain't tryin to be cute
i gave my lawyer da boot he tried to put me in a suit
eat with big tig and im throwed al bowlin
twenty inch rollin, sean on my clothin
and youavage downtown semester
i might pop up in a drop blindside and lester
nigga, nick paddy wack
up man, matter fact
i almost forgot to a shout out to da alley cats
my nigga, A D, A Lee, and T
Bun B, and Ron C and Big
gotta post nigga, out for them boys up on da south
no need to spell it out 'cause yall now what im talkin