Luyện nghe bài hát Animal

They never ever let you out
animal with a mouth from the South
Whatcha gonna say? gonna do?
you know they coming, coming after you
Watch out for the
Watch out for the boys in

You keep it moving
You know 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, Slick Bobby in a NASCAR
over motherfckers like I'm in a bar
Sentimental motherfckers in a jar
Be the late night snack I'm Claus
Down in Beach, drunk, in my under-alls
Playin' underwear volleyball with 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 bumpin', let me do my thing
If the marijuana plant watering
it in a bong let it start bubbling,
know I mean
Butter bean Badda Bing
Trashy white the mic, yeah I'm doin'm dirty
Fists pumpin' when I'm in the lights, like I'm rapping in Jersey
Never get elegant in elementary never to write in cursive
Raised by the B-Boys,
I'm perfect
it in, pack 'em in to the back again, rap it up
Wrap it in sicker than a pack of 10
You'll get I win, but I won't loose in fact I'm gonna win
Win again, with hand, here's another hand, here's another hand
Dealer can I get hand, here's a
hand King, King, King,
Btch Ghet-O-Vision in the Dirty and you know we're gettin' clean
Rich, yeah!
They should'a ever let you out
Cold animal with a from the South
gonna say? Whatcha gonna do?
Cause you know coming, coming
you
Watch out for the
out for the boys in blue
You better it moving (nooow)
You know taking shots at you
Cause an animal
Candy-coated whip runnin' candy 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
Will I throw a at a wet seal
Well if I see a I'ma throw a fckin' harpoon
Go looney toons and lose your of the looms
To prove you're in the room you're to the moon
But in the morning you're up like a broom
Swept off your feet cause ain't a groom
I poppin' the cherry, I'm poppin' berry moonshine
Hop in the bedroom, move
If you wanna compare me, 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 upon ya fckin
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 town
my state, my state of mind 1985 wide body
lookin' for the small town keg party
Wanna get drunk wanna fall up in a hottie, get shitty a port-o-potty
So jump on the paddy like a Pakistanian
a Mac 11 with a pack of maniacs, 11: 30 back at it again
I'm ready for the battle when and where
They should'a never let you out
Cold with a mouth from the South
Whatcha gonna say? gonna do?
Cause you know they coming, after you
out for the D-Boys
Watch out for the boys in
You better keep it
You know they're shots at you
you're an animal