Luyện nghe bài hát Conversation With A Devil

My is Nicky, but you can call me Dre
I through L.A, now baby what you gotta say
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My is Nicky, but you can call me Dre
I party through L.A., now baby you gotta say
I live and lay Sugar Ray, I listen to Sade
You never see me workin, and yeah I like to play, OK?
thicker than a can of peanut butter, OK?
Talkin' to another brother, me the eye
Man I can't those thighs, shit
I can see the freakin eyes, shit
And if I get you in my coils), I'ma for oil
And let me tell you girl I'm spoiled
My favorite blue, I'm like the number two
Meanin' I like to have my cake 'n eat it too
She said, "Do you want a Nicky baby?" -"Yeah"
"You me to get it for you baby?"

Shit- My name is Nicky, but you can me Dre, what up
I'm only in for one day, what up
Aretha tapes I like to play, what up
I can see you the Tanqueray

Shit- My name is Nicky, but you can call me Dre,
I'm lookin' MC Shan, flash
Baby is at a six footer, ass
We can get together in the of the night
Hop into my ride, take flight, that's
You're with a pisces, buckle up tight
Rick talkin' like, "da da da..."
Straight chicken like, "da da da..."
Caught up in my like, "da da da..."

My name is Nicky, but you can me Dre, I'm over
had hips like boulders, I'm over

Feelin' kinda man but I ain't really trippin'
Talkin' the next expedition
My name is Nicky, but you can call me Dre (what up)

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My is Nicky, but you can call me Dre
I hit the
I party through L.A., this what I say;
You're
Girl what's your zodiac
mines
All up in my eyes, you a
You're
And I'ma keep on spittin' baby if you're listenin'
Standin' in the position
Shit- My name is Nicky, but you can me Dre, what up
We can talkin' in the cuts, what up
Damn girl ya got a big

Shit- My name is Nicky, but you can me Dre, fo' real
wearin' jeans 'n high heels, fo' real
They bumpin' Big Daddy like, "da da da..."
And rhyme pays like, "da da da..."
And I ain't ashamed like, "da da da..."

My is Nicky, but you can call me Dre
The plan is to talk to ya until you understand
The plan, we can talk your pants 'cause I really don't dance
in my playboy stance
I look you in the eye, you're on my hands
I know you got a man, ya actin' so
That's why the game be feelin' so cold
I say you got control, I put you in the
I tell you in ear, "Do you wanna roll?"
I her say "yes"
You're rollin' with the fresh,
My is Nicky, but you can call me Dre, OK?
(OK?)