Luyện nghe bài hát Tricks up My Sleeve

I'm a Jake, I bake a cake
I'm not a cake daddy, you the type be pullin' up in a Caddy
With a drop top, see when I hoe hop, I it to the bus stop
(What?)

And it's goodie, gumdrops
I don't be squat but to the heads they think it's topnotch
I'm skippin' every other dip as if it's
Hop, hop, hop, hop, hop, hop, hop, hop, hopscotch,

Aiy, aiyyo man, ay man, at ol' girl
She got a big ass
(Yo man, sic her)
Aiy man, ay, hey sweetheart, how you

I'm doin'
Oh word? What's your

Why don't you come to the house
So I can put you in the buck

Aight check it, you see I bag ya for a second
You never see me beggin', you see the slimmie
In my headroom, mo' yet my bedroom
Tippedy tokin', and as if she's Max Headroom
Red room no I a murderer
(Re drum?)

I'm the Rake, yo sorry if I'm hurtin' the vaginal area
tubes and your cervix
I strongly that for your gen' you get some Jergens
I find it beneficial, not to the issue

I just my shit and wipe you see a head it's like tissue
Use 'em and 'em away, see a hoe a day is essential
If you want a of the rock, trick, go to Prudential
'Cause I rock a buyer on the treetop

And when the wind blows, my dick get hard, the cradle will rock
I'm the peacock on NBC, nuttin' but cock
I pump, pump, pump it up yo, like a
Hey, I sell junk but I'm a Junkyard Dog
And when I Duke it's a Hazard, so me Boss Hog

Or Pecol, oh pain
That's the sound of the running the train, yeah, yeah, bitch
the sound of the Caravan, running the train
Oh, wa, ha, he, ha, check it out, it out yeah, in yo' eye
Yeah, ha,

Twilite Tone got up my sleeve
got tricks up my sleeve
Yo DRK got tricks up my
De La Soul got tricks up my

JuJu got tricks up my
The Nut got tricks up my sleeve
Com Sense got tricks up my
Wait, I got trick up my sleeve

I'm not a or a Rake or a hoe
But I got the mo' better for of the class
And if you ask me I'm not tryin' ta be
I'm not a like Robin Givens I'm concerned
About plastic, ask it, I'll tell you what you wanna know

And if I tell you no, don't be all up on it
so your friends won't know that you got the 86
So you me a bitch, you get your kicks but Kix and Trix are for kids
I don't turn no tricks, I don't suck no Dix-ie

I hops in the hubba Bubba I'm like
Al B. stud, 'cause if I'm not your lover or your
Don't try to spend, waste time
Tryin' to get a of mine but you ain't tastin' mine
So find a new type puss, 'cause if I don't you

You ain't gettin' G, this ain't the drivethru
Drive by, way far, and everything be groovy
Then you pester me? Yo I'ma tell ya like the
Move on black move on
You gotta move on black move on