Luyện nghe bài hát They Might Be Taping

I like this Rock

I don't be in my mackin, I be doin it in a player fashion
Makin it happen, slappin, scootin and skatin and Cadillac'n
I be, representin my and pullin up in somethin decent
Used to buy off the lot, but now lately I've been leasin
Like the white man I've been thinkin, tryin to come up with a
How to this dope money, buy some houses and some land
Tryin to you niggaz somethin, tryin to lace you like a shoe
Buy a couple of big Celebrities pimpin it ain't gotta be new
I'm a boss my shit, about the way I carry it
The way I wear my low, the way I sport my toothpick
The way I pop it at a hoe, the way I my mouth
The way I keep my fuckin over at a relative's house
Beware of yo' surroundings, gotta yo' cronies
Gotta be your allowance, and X out all the phonies
Gotta watch out for them folks, gotta yo' conversations
Gotta be careful on the phones them folks might be taping

(Aww shit, in pig latin, use the codes)
They might be
(Aww man, you they taping?)
Gotta be careful on the phones cause them folks might be
(Aww shit, they readin lips, cover nose)
They be taping
(Naw man, you they taping?)
Gotta be careful on the phones cause folks might be taping

40 {?} an ounce of space, ain't had time to wash my face
I in the traffic tryin to get it, I ain't got time to fuckin waste
My money's short like I'm slippin, I'm to smack it up and flip it
I'm tryin to turn this dollars into a quarter of a mill' ticket
Some of you suckers be lyin to kick it, but ain't the fuckin way
Niggaz be sellin mo' wolf than fake autographs on eBay
My orangutangs'll growl, our upside down smile
We been doin it for a while, you can check my file
I be fuckin 'em up like this man, I be killin 'em off that
Divin up in them hoes mayne and treatin them hoes rats
Niggaz don't really know I'm so sincere about this here
Niggaz don't really know that I got my name from drinkin
Do a ear, me and my muskateers
Come through with them choppers, let the lil' steer
I like to up in my doctors, camouflage my real career
But I'm really packin woppers, pistols rusty like Pam

"Taping, taping, taping-taping-taping"
[E-40] might be taping
"Taping, taping, taping-taping-taping"
[E-40] be careful on the phones cause them folks might be taping

I wish a motherfucker would, I'm still my second childhood
My mentality, my of mind, all hood
I'm in the local with my nine, breakin down a backwood
Sippin on 40, cloud nine, try to get it while it's good
In the heart of the soil, in the of the paint, where it ain't
Where we park our cars on the grass, hop and push crank
Where the dopefiends dig in our and siphon gas from our tanks
the biggest hypocrites in the church call themselves saints
I don't gossip like bitches I mind my own business
Dig good money cause that sucker shit ain't nutritious
I don't be burnin no bridges I'm a 'bout my riches
Gumbo pots boil, with the skillet like a chemist
Steady long like a female weave, cooler than
Bust you in the toe Eddie Murphy did DeLouise
Act like you know I represent, bitch please
That powdered milk section 8 and that cheese, hoe!

[Outro - as Interlude]