Luyện nghe bài hát Maxine

[Kardinal
Wha wha wha
Yo yo yo yo
Sit me
Mr.
Offishall, number one bad bwoy heheheh
Yeah,
all about this girl, ya know, drive de man crazy
Going out to the raspberry crew,
me now, hear me now
Let me tell you a liccle story bout this girl I to nkow
Use to come and tell me she love me since me sing
She say she loves do way me represent de of T dot O
She say she love me on de TV, me in a de video
She say she sit dung pon ar' bed and to de radio
And wen me sing she haffe run an change ar' clothes
She say me kill ar wit de styles and just a wit de flow
Me juss a sweet ar with the riddim tun ar eena
YO!
She comin in she don't know
Seh me 'ave a and she don't play (no)
Might box her in ar mout and off she toe
Lawd God why did Kardi haffe so though?
She try fe me pon me neck, mi haffe tell de gyal 'Yo!'
'Walk and live-touch and got to go'
Yuh body look good, yes sweet mango
But you know the story girl, on 'a ho is a ho'
Yuh nuh nuh drawz on how yuh skin dry so?
Favour one ol' of dry up cho-cho!
Yes girl yuh batty big but you how dat go
I'm a very tall because I won't stoop low for...
CHORUS Offishall]
Maxine, oh Maxine
Yuh body ready, for you I am waitin
It goes Maxine, oh Maxine
Yuh body look ready, come make we steady
[Kardinal
Yo, I was walkin down de and this girl said 'Hi!'
you that rapper named Mr. Kardiny?'
Chuh, see me girl dat's de I
Lyric specialist, one bad bwoy
tanks to de most high for lookin so fly
So pretty mek yuh eye dem cry
Drip out eye water and up de sky
Rush de man dem first in de youth dem waan try
She said 'I your style and yo Kardi mi nuh shy
Me want strip off yuh Karl and den rub up yuh
Squeeze up yuh brugah and off yuh fry
Blow off yuh top and you mi two ply!'
I told ar 'Hol' on girl, a musse die - you die
Betta wash yout yuh mout you a nyam out mi fry
Clean up yourself and me top a Mount Zion
only one girl mek de Kardinal high
And

[Kardinal
Diamond, and Gold, and platinum to she
Look like a big ol' rusty tin a beef!
She lip dem juicy and sheleg sweet
Body just a from she head to she feet
Nice type of girl dat you yuh moumma meet
time yuh talk ar name, yuh haffe skin teet'
Pretty like a The gyal bad yuh nuh see it
Everytime she want a slam mi get up and dweet
Clothes dem cris bran new
Grip de bamsee like noby livin' in
whe she walk-never listenin' to 'Yo!'
She only listen to ar man when she outta door
And that's
Lord let me tell you about Max--ee-een!!!!

X2
Yeah yea
You don know,

You don
Leave me now, chuh