Luyện nghe bài hát No Names (Black Debbie)

Well, Debbie thinks this is all her biological clock
And I stopped screaming long to tell you that?
Huh, no, no, no, no, no, the Debbie, Debbie, the teacher?

Oh, you Black Debbie
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, why is she Debbie?
No, not in a bad way
It's to tell them apart because she's black

True, Doom rolled on through with a whole
That stole on you for old brew, who told you?
Even if it's crap, mind own business
raps ain't got no gift like a lonely Christmas

Real phony with beats that's fresh
How they manage to is anybody's guess
is as good as mine, she's sure fine
From the hood where you squeeze your off the free cheese line

All you saw was a, do a line
To where she stood and sipped the Nehi Grape, the kind
Circle you, thicker by
Behind swingin' like it back, come, rewind

Uh, me, boo
She stuck out her tongue, it was number two
FDA approved, played it smoother a doo rag
What a brother do to get a taste a some of you, bagged?

And he don't coach
Then she saw the mask, acted like she a roach
The mirror reflect colors like your CDs
Show love to others, we all brothers the Bee Gees

All, except the and you
Hold your applause, they break God's laws and who
The that's who
a rapper by his toe and smack off his tattoos

That's leave a bruise
Leave 'em blues like believin' in the Evening News
They must be eatin'
Heave it all and we even Steven Sue

Sprinkle lyrics seasoning beef stew
And sneezin' all in it after in the flu
Get a clue, his reasoning is
As to all the and heavin' up goo

that or dude
Leave your girl around this man whore and she's too
Just in case she's in a 'What you wanna do'
Bring your plate to the Metal Face and get your chewed

Tastes like
He wastes no time like the bass line in
Or a lace eye with you through thick and thin
Raw humor, face pie to a chin

New Yorkin', a hell of a finer
Choose your words wisely from the Boogie Down to
Or be found with a hole in your gown
In the role of opinion, it earned a minor frown

If you think you're slick, you might, wish
But uh, as a few good men set sights to with your chick
You have to find a new hen, fight to drink liq'
Ten later, see how Enzyte'll shrink your wallet

As you in a sorrow pit
Cheers, is that beer, kid?
swallow it or get chased by the Sandman or some Apollo
Flow so weird, his own couldn't follow it

On the phone, he sounded like a real
Then we met in person, he was shades blacker
That's why he saved money over and chain dames
We all the same, no names

I'm as as him
I got Ph.Ds in four scientific disciplines

Why do you think call me Dr. Quinn?
Um, I just thought that was a
You know, Dr. Dre, Eastside!