Luyện nghe bài hát Animal

They should'a never let you out
Cold animal with a mouth from the
Whatcha gonna Whatcha gonna do?
you know they coming, coming after you
Watch out for the
Watch out for the in blue

You better keep it
You they're taking shots at you
Cause you're an
we go (Alabama's own buddy)
Promenade (And I'm in a now)
Everybody (Bringing them baby)
To the stage, Ricky Bobby in a NASCAR
Running over motherfckers I'm in a bar
Sentimental motherfckers in a jar
Be the night snack I'm Santa Claus
Down in Beach, drunk, in my under-alls
Playin' volleyball with your broad
I ain't bothered by you're D's, not at all
Let me hold 'em up for ya while you walk
Wanna get the party bumpin', let me do my
If the marijuana plant need
it in a bong let it start bubbling,
know what I
Butter bean Badda Bing
Trashy white pass the mic, yeah I'm doin'm
Fists start pumpin' when I'm in the lights, like I'm rapping in
Never get elegant in never learned to write in cursive
by the country B-Boys,
I'm perfect
Rack it in, 'em in to the back again, rap it up
it in sicker than a pack of 10 Mini-thins
You'll get when I win, but I won't loose in fact I'm win
Win again, with another hand, here's hand, here's another hand
Dealer can I get hand, here's a
hand King, King, King,
Btch in the Dirty South and you know we're gettin' clean
Rich, yeah!
should'a never ever let you out
Cold with a mouth from the South
Whatcha gonna say? gonna do?
you know they coming, coming
you
Watch out for the
out for the boys in blue
You keep it moving (nooow)
You they're taking shots at you
Cause you're an
Candy-coated whip runnin' over coated rappers (vro-oom)
Panties on her do a back flip for me, baby be an acrobatic actor
Action!
Do a cart on a bar
Will you do a wheel while I chill on a bar stool
I throw a dart at a wet seal
Well if I see a whale throw a fckin' harpoon
Go looney toons and lose fruit of the looms
To prove in the room you're shroomin' to the moon
But in the morning wakin' up like a broom
Swept off your feet cause Roshelle a groom
I ain't poppin' the cherry, I'm poppin' berry
Hop in the bedroom, let's
If you compare me, compare me to a legend
Don't compare me to a fool
Go get a gun, go get a gun
I'll get a cinnabon and sit ya fckin roof
I it son, I get it done
Fck anyone yea fck who ain't
fckin with the
Yea throw bucket in the pool, dry it out now everybody skate
Cause I'm a lord, I'm a doggy
my state, my state of mind 1985 wide body
lookin' for the small town keg party
Wanna get drunk wanna up in a hottie, get shitty like a port-o-potty
So jump on the paddy wagon like a
Packin' a Mac 11 with a pack of maniacs, 11: 30 back at it
I'm ready for the battle and where muthafcka
They should'a ever let you out
Cold animal with a mouth the South
Whatcha say? Whatcha gonna do?
Cause you know coming, coming after you
Watch out for the
Watch out for the in blue
You keep it moving
You know they're shots at you
Cause you're an