Luyện nghe bài hát Fast Peg

Funky! Uh

Yo, let me tell you bout a girl Peg
A D.C. and stewardess legs
to kill, her physique is ill
Her face belongs on a dollar
Her down with the M-O-B
around in a 300e
Trunk and all that
bout, "My man can't fall black!"
Sippin on cham', diamonds on her
Takin cash, drugs for her man
Drivin in a kitted up Jetta
the seat a automatic beretta
You know, the whole blah of rap
Tellin they need to get off the brastrap
That's the of girl she is
to Miz, she got the
Full length fox, knock you out the box
Big rocks, this is hype Hobbes
The type of girl cold did son wrong
She got the face you wanna spend money on
Her man be her up
Yeah, her up
To the wall, get undressed, you goin?
You ain't playin me out that hoein
Look in the mirror, the jewels
Silly rabbit, you know the
But he had to leave on another
So she's out there sex appeal
It's the weekend, for freakin, she's sneakin
Outside, her homegirls, we can
Do the do, who-ever we want to
we're the fly girl crew
Not knowin her man messed up the
Ridin around, thinkin everything's
in a disco, came outside
Somebody her in a beat up ride
She had to pay for her man's
They her in the head
the breaks