Luyện nghe bài hát Animal

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

You better it moving
You know they're taking at you
you're an animal
we go (Alabama's own buddy)
Promenade (And I'm in a now)
Everybody (Bringing them baby)
To the stage, Slick Ricky Bobby in a
Running over like I'm in a bar
Sentimental in a cookie jar
Be the late night snack I'm Santa
Down in Panama Beach, drunk, in my
Playin' underwear 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 bumpin', let me do my thing
If the marijuana need watering
Throw it in a bong let it bubbling,
know I mean
Butter bean Badda Bing
Trashy white pass the mic, yeah I'm doin'm
start pumpin' when I'm in the lights, like I'm rapping in Jersey
Never get elegant in elementary never learned to write in
Raised by the B-Boys,
I'm perfect
it in, pack 'em in to the back again, rap it up
Wrap it in sicker a pack of 10 Mini-thins
get when I win, but I won't loose in fact I'm gonna win
Win again, with another hand, here's hand, here's another hand
Dealer can I get another hand, a
King, King, King, King
Btch in the Dirty South and you know we're gettin' clean
Rich, yeah!
They never ever let you out
Cold animal a mouth from the South
gonna say? Whatcha gonna do?
Cause you they coming, coming
you
Watch out for the
Watch out for the boys in
You better keep it (nooow)
You know taking shots at you
Cause an animal
Candy-coated whip runnin' candy 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
Will you do a cart wheel I chill on a bar stool
Will I throw a at a wet seal
Well if I see a whale I'ma throw a fckin'
Go looney and lose your fruit of the looms
To prove you're in the room shroomin' to the moon
But in the morning you're wakin' up like a
Swept off your feet cause ain't a groom
I ain't poppin' the cherry, I'm poppin' berry
Hop in the bedroom, move
If you wanna compare me, compare me to a
Don't compare me to a young
Go get a gun, go get a gun
I'll get a cinnabon and sit upon ya fckin
I live it son, I get it
Fck yea fck anyone who ain't
with the crew
Yea throw bucket in the pool, dry it out now everybody skate
I'm a lord, I'm a doggy town
A-L-A-B-A-M-A my state, my state of mind 1985 body
lookin' for the little small town keg
Wanna get drunk wanna fall up in a hottie, get shitty like a
So jump on the wagon like a Pakistanian
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 never let you out
Cold animal a mouth from the South
Whatcha gonna Whatcha gonna do?
you know they coming, coming after you
Watch out for the
Watch out for the boys in
You better keep it
You know they're shots at you
Cause an animal