Luyện nghe bài hát ms Jackson

Listen to da supa king K Double O-P-A Say
if i say hey, can i get yo she say, OK
U ask for her and she be like, No Way!
got da Boot What it Dew instead of wo-day
everybody that think the Chamillion can't rap
I couldn't make a rap if my name was J-Mack
I'm just jokin mack i take back
but i just gave u a shout out nigga, u hate that!
Big inch leenas, clarion car screenas
got hoes sayin "Woop, Pull over" like
I'm not a drank 'cause i rather zip Zima
yellow broad named take my drawers to da cleaners
Im above u, u under me an umbrella
don't even try to front yo game is much betta
if she yellow as the letters in my sweater
then u betta not let her leave home i'll gett'a
im out foreva, weak.. i think not!
im as throwed as a rock in a shot
knock, knock!! who is it?
none of yo damn
its da color changin' lizard so up until he's finished
nigga, i chrome and ill pull up at yo home
ice like i stuck my finger in a snowcone
when it to this rap, u can't do me no harm
i would still be calm with a bomb in my
and a big stick of strapped to my arm
W's dot, get of my dick dot com
i don't wear versace 'cause i ain't tryin to be
i my lawyer da boot 'cause he tried to put me in a suit
eat meat big tig and im throwed al bowlin
twenty inch rollin, sean john on my
and youavage downtown every
i might pop up in a drop with blindside and
nigga, nack paddy wack
hold up man, matter
i almost forgot to a shout out to da alley cats
my nigga, A D, A Lee, and T
Bun B, and Ron C and Big
gotta post nigga, out for them boys up on da south
no need to spell it out 'cause yall now im talkin bout