Luyện nghe bài hát Plastic Surgery

Arabian Voice:Doctor, Doctor, I need Doctor
down and wait your turn
Xzibit: Sit ass down

You have, scars in your mask like
ain't for real
We'll to fix that, yo nigga sit back

Your flow remind me of a nigga I just don't feel
style and delivery
Might as well have his
Pass the scaple, the alcohol,
25 get you style enhanced
like...

This, right will lift your grill
It'll put in your mack
Don't take to off
If you want a nose like Michael

If you want it done right, nigga see this
even send your bitch
We can fix tits
a C cup to a double D cup
Make them big shits, doctor lick em,

I like to, axe em, jack em for their
need a facial I'll change the skin tone in the racial
After I'm done, you might a little pouch tone
Nothin' my scaple fix
What of face you want

Voice:
I want the kind that make me like I can rhyme

It'll you

Voice:
But I can find the skrilla, if I can have that nigga face Saafir!

That's inposterous, I never cloned a microphone
What type of shit you on, I hope you got
I sit you on my gurney
And you to an anestetic breather
If ya not broke, I'll save your like dope and make it right
Casue fake ain't tight
You need surgury

I hear the same ole rhymes, the same ole
(It seems you need surgury)X5

I'm located, at, the bottom of the list
I like to malpractice, complicate a
Intoxicated, smoke cigaretts, drop ass in your
feel the utencil, knife is dull a pencil
And
When a place pussy get fucked
Without a or a hug, like contaminated blood,
Transfused from a
the hair of Jones, I reconstruct the bones
Of all hip hop

Ras
I date fat girls that 215
With low self esteem, it's easier to get the pussy
I'm performing vinyl

MC

Ras
production, motherfuckin' facial reconstruction
Needles 33 RPM of anestic for ? to require cosmetic
sex changes from bitch to ra ra niggas
the only for sick lyrics is to implant a hit gimmick

This shit is full blown, you better to the clinic
After Captain A Hoe, we had the luitenit
Operate get straight, we hear to seperate the fake from the
niggas get blasted if they

Ras
I'm like Howser MD with a desert eagle
Genius
operation, seperatin' them siamese twins beneath them niggas penis
Take it to your face like a graph
rappers, I in talent transplants (word?)
You want (phat) fat lips get to college
And ten tons of stomach pumps all the cum you and Richard Gere be

Now followin' aks to buy you flowers
so you can C (see) I A (aye) O (Oh) U (you) know Y (why)
We remain to the contender, we can
Million Man all the way to December
January, Feburary

I, never, wash my
The only rubber I wear is on my dick
But I'll you quick
Jackie Chan, the way I switch my wristhand
I make ya sick, but I'm a doctor, don't
Hopefully, in surgury, I slip
on a tile that and twist ya lips
Collin Powell
Descriptions I'm
For the thats over bitin' on dental records
bitin', to God, your blessings
I'll put your on, fast like Romidon minks
and bitches, I have, ? half in the paper, they named me
A Large Professor, a Mad Scientist, with a long of clients
BITCH! GET OUT OF MY
You don't an appointment or an application
For me to your face in my practice
Never lackin' when I"m these plastic patches
like you need plastic surgury