Luyện nghe bài hát 3 Men at Chung King

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Verse red hot lover lover tone

The pen the paper, ink spills and fills, the lines
With that thrills like my dillz
Take it on the grilled tour, then I drop it
Don't care about the niggaz cause the are gonna jock it
her to my hotel, no speaking, just freaking
Leave my open so the niggaz can come peak in
Rip the dug out niggaz bug out with the hopes
They can get theirs, but in the meantime they takin
Here comes my kid, here my kid (ahhhhh)
But I caught him in the lid, huh
chitty bang bang, gotta go gotta go
The hoe is in a coma so I tippy toe
Walkin in the (tripped) slipped on my shoe
(arrrrgh!! ohh shit!!) is that you? ]
Damn, fornication
Puba the mic 'cause I'm here for the duration

two: grand puba

Before I get this wreck I usually with a 40
But are no more 'cause now I'm drinkin 64's
Call on grand puba, chubb if you want it done
Hon spread the 411 as if her name was kaity
Into devil bashing, stay in fashion
Love maxing and relaxing, hittin with a passion
As a I kept some dice I banked on seven or eleven
'cause my pops had it hard to james evans
Now flipped, I'm on the hip-hop
To the beat you stop, rock on!
I the new type of lingo, hit the spot that'll tingle
Make the girls wanna jingle, so they run and get the
My simple is to make you shake that ass
On the quick fast, and to it last
It's just three men at chung getting busy
We've a long way since kunta kintizzy
And you don't stop, on
Chubb rock flip the script 'cause I'm

Verse three: chubb

Yippi-yi-yeah, stay, hooray, yo,
I jumped up upon the mic with the chubbster, tone, plus the
go far
Chillin in the mansion, fashion (ahhh)
Relax, and dig into the track and
I want a luther riff 'cause I don't like to pack my iron
Watchin kids on the corner buyin, gettin zooted then
and I commence, to firing
One two shots and then I tune the black watch
Reclean my cylinder and then I grab my
And squeeze, the testes and then I my wood and cup it
Oh goes the nut I just busted
Get myself together, I'm the man
I knew it, I wanted to do a duet the grand
Mystic ruler the 40 out of the cooler
Now rippin the track, we shoulda did one sooner
And we roll up on the groove field assist the team
And now I'm straighter 9:15
Get a little dough for three man skit
I'll end the jam with a

Uhh, umm
Or is it or what?

Shit. and slide out of the vocal booth and get a dollar chung soda
Grand puba, tone, now we're over and we're out