Luyện nghe bài hát Animal

They never ever let you out
Cold animal a mouth from the South
Whatcha gonna Whatcha gonna do?
Cause you know they coming, coming you
out for the D-Boys
Watch out for the boys in

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