Luyện nghe bài hát All Star

Glohan, you to grow up
hell, man
Roll some weed out there, you
Mike D, you can't do to 'em
Ha

Yeah, ooh, hah (Oh man God damn)
Niggas they fake, fu
Yeah, ooh, hah
Niggas fake, they fu
What, ooh, huh
You know I'm saying
(Dexter, woah, oh man god damn, woah)

1]
Niggas they fake, fu
I might just fuck on boo
at my pockets they blue
I to trap out the school
Now I be getting money
Lil bitch all on me, your baby, my
(Hold on a bit)

2]
Yeah, huh, get back, lil
on my wrist, that's a fact, lil bitch
Diamonds on my cost racks, lil bitch
Hop in the of the back, lil bitch
Ooh, huh, car
Huh, bad bitch, she a
She geek off a yellow bar
I her a yellow bar
What, huh, yeah, she a
Huh, slap her on the butt
Huh, me a 30 by my gut
niggas hating for what, huh
Hold on, huh,
niggas hating for what, huh
me a 30 by my gut
Run up on me, swear to God, shootin'

Know I'm saying
now
Huh,

2]
Ooh, huh, run up on me, shoot though
Run up on me, shoot though
Run up on me, shoot though
Catch lil bitch, man I swear she a cute hoe, what, yeah

Yeah, uh
Hmm, no, I like how this go, you dig?
Hah, fake hoe, huh, what, yeah,