Luyện nghe bài hát Gossip Folks

Yo, yo yo out of the way
We got missy Elliott through
Girl that is missy she lost a lot of weight
Girl I heard she eats one a day
Oh well I heard the bitch was married to Tim and started fucking Trina
I heard the got hit with three zebras and a monkey
I can't the bitch no way

When I walk up in the
I gotta even speak
I'm a bad mamajama goddammit motherfucker you ain't gotta me
How you studying these
to talk what you know
And stop talking bout who I'm sticking and licking jus mad it ain't
I know poor ya'll broke
Ya'll job jus up clothes
Step to me get burnt toast
Muthafuckas adios
Halves halves wholes
I don't brag I mostly
From the VA to the LA
kiffy izzy oh

Musi
I on bews
I pues a on que zat
Pue zoo
My
Pous ay zee
Its all
Its always
Its all
Its always
Na
Wa zee
Wa zoom zee

When I pull up in my
wanna talk shit
I'm driving I'm glad and I'm
in muthafuckas eyes did you see it?
I'm gripping these
Skuur, did ya
I em, my fellas, my furs
I fly like a
Chicken on the prowl
Who you fuck now
Naw you ain't loud
Better down for I smack your ass down
I need my drums high
Has to be my snare strings and
I my Tim sound
right,
Izzy kizzy here

ques
I sews on
I pues a on que zat
Pue zoo
My
zigga ay zee
Its all
Its like
Its all
Its always
Na
Wa zee
Wa zoom zee

I don't go out my house
You just to see
Who gon roll up in the and then report that next week
Just wanna see who I am boy
Sniffing some
I by the time I finish this line I'm a hear this on the radio

Yeah, uh huh,
upon a time in College Park
Where they live fast and they scared of dark
was a little nigga by the name of Cris
Nobody him any mind
No one gave a
he could rap
No one lifted a
So he about his business and devised a plan
Made a CD and he hit the block
50 sold
Seven a pop
the phone
Three later
Steeped out the
With ten and a gators
All around the on the microphone
Leaving the booth smelling Burberry cologne
riding chrome
Got bitches in the
Never alone
And he's on the
Please let me know if on your mind
And respect you'll me
Ludacris I live loud like Timmy
Fuck, to clear these rumors
I got a headache and not from tumors
Get up on my lap and get my sucked tight
Sprayed so I let the bed bugs bight
Hard to the
to the right
Drop turn around pick a bale of cotton

Musi
I on bews
I a twos on que zat
Pue zoo
My
Pous ay zee
Its all
Its like
Its all
Its like
Na
Wa zee
Wa zoom zee

Yo, straight up Missy that shit tonight for real
I I know, I don't even care about her being preganant by Michael Jackson
You know we should do
We should go get her album it comes out
There she go, there she go, she
Heeeey

Hi
up fools?
You think I aint knowin broke Milli Vanilli
Jay Jay fan wannabes aint here gossiping bout me?
Yo how you buff these Pumas for 20 cents so your lights wont get cut off
You breasts, cow stomachs
Yo take baby GAP shirts off, too
You mad cuz Payless ran out of plastic pumps for the after party
Yo by the way, go get my
Damn!