Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Straight

Sticky icky doo-hickey on a spliffy mickie
Think he mixin some with some of that Humboldt County grass
with dis from Union City, she wanted to freak me
I was sticky but we did it anyway
Look, drop one or dozen nickel-plated stapler
up under my seat, Robbers on my feet
Uhh, Elroy's po-po's wanna glock me
Chops, ran up in my car
I none of y'all ain't in there crackin on the Presedential
under my yibbidy yackin and jaw jackin
and up in singin a capella
Cause that ain't the way the was designed
You 'posed to see if you BLIND
Blastin, cocked to the side,
Comin up out of the chicken spot, pimp -
I'ms on my way to the pizznickin spot, ice -
out was a n-ah-n-uh-nightmare and I be bossin

Chorus:

all my hustlers at?
Where all my rugers, where all my
Where all my shooters? when you stay, pop collars
tweed, twenty-fo' hours
Where all my at?
all my timahs, shot callers at?
Where all my It's heavy weight
me the money, the pussy, the car and I'm straight

I pull up on the set - died?
Why all the faces - playboy, it's dry
Dry as in dry? Dry as in
cause we ain't had no work since
Know you ain't believe us but I got it, who it?
By the way how y'all been Shoot we been STEPPIN on it!
Uhh - cut out the
here on out {*cough*} no more scribble
Fast quota, a slow nig'
Nigga my fetti's as long as Ron Jeremy's dick!
Eighty-one years olda, pimpin trip!
Who you be bumpin? and The Click!
Uhh, I see the heads me in the wind(?)
where you been? The pen, get in!
Get skirrrt, vzzzzzt, the block
What you see two crackheads over, what? A rock

Gimme a, Cadillac with a black drank
A forty ounce, the ghetto
The lap dance, (?) like to bounce
Take off her clothes and get butt-naked, girl down South
A record so I ain't gotta dope deal
A faithful botch, a home-cooked
Take, I like a (?)
with them long-ass fifteen driveways with a guard at the gate

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