Luyện nghe bài hát 21 & Under

Yes yes y'all, and you don't
Yes yes y'all, and you stop
Yes yes y'all, and you stop
(Hello)
Yes yes y'all, and you stop
Yes yes y'all, and you stop
Yes yes y'all, and you don't

Yes yes y'all, and you stop
(Let me ya about the Liks)
Yes yes y'all, and you don't
Yes yes y'all, and you stop
Yes yes y'all, and you don't
(See it)
Yes yes y'all, and you stop
(Say it)
Yes yes y'all, and you stop
Yes yes y'all, and you stop

Ah, yo, I walked into a store I straight to the freezer
I some forty ounces and a few Bacardi Breezers
I threw 'em on the counter then I went to find some
I'm thinkin' bout this bitch I'm bout to with the hips
I asked the counter person for the box of Trojans
'Cause when I be on the pussy I cause explosions
He put in my bad, totaled up my sums
He said, "That comes to thirteen dollars," but I have no ones
I gave him twenty, in walked some
beemin' red headed straight for the forties

Five foot three wannabe
They the man behind the counter for the Newport boxes
stole some cans 'cause the man couldn't see 'em
'Cause he tryin' to tell 'em next time he'll ID 'em
One was starin' at me, suddenly it hit him
That's that nigga from the Liks crack the forties with him
They gave me daps they said I freak my
They said "They homey got some flows and twist off the caps"
Halfway finished, I asked 'em what their
'Cause lookin' like, they barely out the puberty stages
Fifteen, sixteen, one was too

He said "They started drinkin' fuckin' around and to Terrace"
It long before the forties was gone
So as I turned around I told my young to stay strong
Because no matter how you it you're the future of the planet
You don't wanna be a rapper 'cause it's entertainin'
Too much on your brain, I told 'em they don't need it
They hit me with a card and said, "Call us if you get weeded,"
Yeah sixteen years old out drinkin' forties
In the East cold
As they jumped onto they bikes in the snow
all turned around and said, "You ain't shit Rico!"

Can I send this out once, for my niggaz smokin'
Twice, for my niggaz dice
Three times, for my niggaz the rhymes
So they don't do crimes to make it through the times
As we send it out once, for my smokin' blunts
Twice, for my niggaz dice
the Liks is in the house we let you know like yo
If you hit me a forty black I hit you with a flow

It was a Friday night, house party on
At my homies house, from dusk dawn
in the air plus kegs of brew
Some half naked-bitches gettin' in the pool
In the was the DJ, gettin' nice
that shit off the Alehze and ice
I had one mic, now imagine
A gang of M C's who wanna start rappin'

One grabbed the mic and on too long
I'm on the mic and I'm on the mic
When I'm on the mic, pass the mic god nigga
Doin' what I and when I'm on the mic
came to shove now he's gone
That's what happens when the liquor does thinkin'
So keep this in mind when out there drinkin'

Can I send out once, for my niggaz smokin' blunts
Twice, for my rollin' dice
the Liks is in the house we let you know like yo
If you hit me with a forty I hit you with a flow
As we send it out once, for my niggaz smokin'
Twice, for all my rollin' dice
Three times, for my bust the rhymes
So they don't have to to make it through the hard times

And I'm out, to get busy
As we flow up out piece
I ain't even mad I even mad
I ain't mad at y'all
It's the

Yo yo, mic one two one two
Transmittin' live through the
You know how we do it low budget
For all MC's in the I know how you feel
I you feelin' the vibe right about now
Crackin' the forty, sittin' in the car, or at the
Bobbin' your head to album
But yo, we gonna you
We gonna give you a second to wreck
Go ahead, get freestyle on
And you don't have to be twenty-one that shit