Luyện nghe bài hát Animal

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

You keep 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)
(Bringing them home baby)
To the stage, Slick Ricky in a NASCAR
Running over motherfckers I'm in a bar
Sentimental motherfckers in a jar
Be the late night snack I'm Claus
Down in Panama Beach, drunk, in my
Playin' underwear volleyball with your
I ain't bothered by you're D's, not at all
Let me hold 'em up for ya baby you walk
get the party bumpin', let me do my thing
If the plant need watering
Throw it in a let it start bubbling,
know I mean
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 in Jersey
Never get elegant in never learned 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 a pack of 10 Mini-thins
You'll get 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 hand, here's 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 with a mouth the South
Whatcha say? Whatcha 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 candy rappers (vro-oom)
Panties on her drip do a flip for me, baby be an acrobatic actor
Action!
Do a cart on a bar
you do a cart wheel while I chill on a bar stool
Will I throw a dart at a wet
Well if I see a whale I'ma throw a fckin'
Go looney toons and lose fruit of the looms
To prove you're in the room shroomin' to the moon
But in the you're wakin' up like a broom
Swept off feet cause Roshelle ain't a groom
I ain't poppin' the cherry, I'm poppin' berry
Hop in the bedroom, move
If you wanna compare me, me to a legend
compare me to a young fool
Go get a gun, go get a gun
I'll get a cinnabon and sit upon ya roof
I live it son, I get it
Fck anyone yea fck anyone who
fckin with the
Yea throw another in the pool, dry it out now everybody skate
Cause I'm a lord, I'm a town
A-L-A-B-A-M-A my state, my state of mind wide body
lookin' for the small town keg party
Wanna get drunk wanna fall up in a hottie, get like a port-o-potty
So jump on the paddy wagon like a
Packin' a Mac 11 with a of maniacs, 11: 30 back at it again
I'm for the battle when and where muthafcka
should'a never ever let you out
Cold animal with a mouth the South
gonna say? Whatcha gonna do?
Cause you know they coming, coming you
Watch out for the
Watch out for the boys in
You better it moving
You know they're taking at you
Cause an animal