Luyện nghe bài hát All Star

Glohan, you need to up
hell, man
Roll some out there, you dig?
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 fake, they fu
I might just on your boo
Look at my pockets they
I used to out the school
Now I be getting that
Lil bitch all on me, baby, my honey
(Hold on a bit)

2]
Yeah, huh, get back, lil
Diamonds on my wrist, 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 wanna geek off a bar
I her a yellow bar
What, huh, yeah, she a
Huh, bankroll slap her on the
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 what I'm
now
Huh,

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

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