Luyện nghe bài hát Fast Peg

Funky! Uh

Yo, let me tell you bout a named Peg
A D.C. and stewardess legs
to kill, her physique is ill
Her face belongs on a dollar
Her boyfriend's down the M-O-B
Drivin in a 300e
Trunk and all that
Talkin bout, "My man fall black!"
Sippin on cham', on her hand
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 brothers they to get off the brastrap
That's the type of she is
to Miz, she got the
Full length blue fox, you out the box
Big rocks, this girl is hype
The type of that 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, where you
You ain't playin me out that hoein
Look in the mirror, check the
Silly rabbit, you the rules
But he had to leave on another
So she's out there sex appeal
the weekend, time for freakin, she's sneakin
Outside, her homegirls, we can
Do the do, with who-ever we to
we're the fly girl crew
Not knowin her man up the money
Ridin around, everything's funny
Went in a disco, came
pushed her in a beat up ride
She had to pay for her man's
They shot her in the
the breaks