Luyện nghe bài hát Ditty

Yo, this is how I'm comin' for the nine
fat, fat track
So Rhythm D, the orange juice
And relax while sippin' on yak
Because like that
I'm of hoes, so Paperboy wears prophylactic
I wear a jimmy for the skins 'cuz it's a long
Front row seats, aiyo, I she's on the nine inch

Just to get a piece of the green but she's an
Now you know the Paper is an the world heart-breaker
Me sink? I from dough, but yo, had to have a breakdown
Paid in full, so now you know why my belly's
Pickin' the rap back up and scoopin' up
like a steel shovel
Not the ghetto, but yo, takin' it to another level
Let the beat ride, but on to your women, G
'Cuz now that I'm so many women wanna do me

It a man say, "Damn"
I'm finally taxin' more, play homey Sam
But let me speak to the weak, I the rookies
My time is up, extremely for cookies
Just let me clock this groove in two
Hey, you don't me and I sure never won't bother you

And ah, you just watch a brother flowin' Niagra
Think before you step, these niggas just might stag ya
Although I'm labeled with the black
gold D's on my four and gold lex 'cuz I got it made
I brought the beat on once again I had to
And just like Watley, baby girl, I can have you
Just let me work track, and yo, any way is OK
Your place or mine, all night the next day
Unh

Do the if you want to
then I can see if I want you
Just do the ditty, if you want to
Because then I can see if I you

Now here we go the top
Second of the same song
With the conclusion, all should be happy with
It's a man clock a grip,, G
It's every nickel and dime nigga be like
"See, you remember me?"
A hustler, and his with more hoes to lego
Keep 'em chunky like Prego, so they can play with my
I a tendency to flow, start off with my own groove

Pick up the mic and all of a I see high movin'
Guess it's magic, and Paperboy is the magician
If I was a I'd be suckin' up competition
Let it ride again, and yo, I got my own thing
Straight behind my hoes so miss me with the chick Soul Train
And I'm a break my note, just to show up
Tote on his ass I scoop him 'cuz we bud smokin'
A black man tryin' to make it and ain't no fair
But like BeBe and CeCe, I'll take you there, huh

Do the ditty if you to
Because I can see if I want you
Just do the ditty, ditty if you to
Because then I can see if I you

Now we go
Uh, let's take a trip to land
Clock a grip, back and watch the hoes tan
Jump in the lexo, and roll out to my
Believe me, my brother, more hoes than you can
All on the ding-a-ling, just the gold rings
But Im like 'whats up witcha?', you heard a damn thing
Make you got the jim hats, strapped for protection
to me, my life is more than my erection

And give me a hand, if you a fan, it ain't yet
doin' the ditty with Paperboy makes the ocean sweat
Leave you kinda like the funk off of fritos
Make you man jealous, while hoes like Doritos
It ain't my fault, I lay the with concern
And I ain't from Vernon, but a brother's money-earnin'
And for those disagree, and then jock, that's a
Just bob your head for Paperboy and the

Do the if you want to
Because I can see if I want you
Just do the ditty, if you want to
Because then I can see if I you