Luyện nghe bài hát Grooveline Pt. 2

Got a sack of marijuana, think I'm to bend a corner
no telling who my money for
Got my dope from cross the
Got my home on Figueroa, ain't no telling where that go

Will you that pussy for me?
Will you that pussy for me? (Will you sell that pussy for me?)
Will you sell pussy for me?
Will you sell pussy for me? (Will you sell that pussy for me?)

the forecast, it's Wavy Q, I should make the news
My fortune said that I'll be pimping you and your juice
Super sweet, a trick a treat, hope your lips in shape
Cause you worked your feet as you stroll streets, beeper checking
Hope no cops arresting, girl, I told you them narcs be
Better act you a pedestrian and mention my name
My pimping is game, cold limp with my cane, got gold on my
Come pinky my ring, it's so bling
On 51st and Figg, grew up about ten minutes from the real
Where the shoelaces is with H hats like we from Houston
Condoms in hoes' purses with baby wipes for they
You's a ho that's booty, no need to be acting bougie
Bitch, I give your ass a noogie and a chicken
And you watch me at the movies, I'm panoramic
My filming be rated pimping, my mink
With two bitches go and get it, my hoes get it

Will you that pussy for me?
Will you sell pussy for me? (Will you sell that pussy for me?)
Will you that pussy for me?
Will you sell that pussy for me? (Will you that pussy for me?)

Hut one, hut two
Hut three, hut (Sell that pussy for me)
Will you sell pussy for me?
Will you sell pussy for me? (Will you sell that pussy for me?)

Hut one, hut two
Hut three, hut (Sell that pussy for me)
you sell that pussy for me?
Will you sell that pussy for me? (Will you that pussy for me?)

Uh-huh, yeah, me go Black Forest ham
A new school player with the old gift gab
And don't let your Shark Week override your Green Goldfish ass
So for every ho you clown, crown two
And good hurts and I cried
Shit I don't want to throw it up in my mothafuckin' face
Or I choose to not do around you
See ho you like a brain
Want two heads with the dandruff in 'em
Only to scratch the itch with baby fangs
No and Shoulders or anti-venom
Yeah, P, is gentlemanly leisure, the oldest game left to play
And the hard head make a soft ass played out
Will forgive and yesterday
Now get 'em, Q, a on foot, go to sleep, call us, wake up to a Cadillac
Remember Forrest Gump walked and he was pretty
So you know what? Accept the fact the bitch belongs to the world
P, cause that ho yours as long as she hoeing
But Happy and Merry Ho Ho
an eye on bottom bitch too
Cause that run a ho or two off, mane
only fuck with pimps, homie, that's why we so solid
Red to blue, to debt, to due, easier
To put a watermelon through the eye of a
This is done by choice, not by
I ain't asking, I'm you

Will you sell that for me?
Will you sell that pussy for me? (Will you sell pussy for me?)
Will you sell that for me?
Will you sell that for me? (Will you sell that pussy for me?)

Hut one, hut two
Hut three, hut four (Sell that for me)
you sell that pussy for me?
Will you that pussy for me? (Will you sell that pussy for me?)

Hut one, hut two
Hut three, hut four (Sell pussy for me)
Will you sell that for me?
Will you sell that pussy for me? (Will you sell that for me?)