Luyện nghe bài hát Anything Goes

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Eenie, meenie, minnie, moe
You don't know the game 'till you
how it goes

p]
Young nigga tryin' to get
Posted up with this
On the tryin' to slang that muthafuckin' shit
Servin' the the ice cream
You mean that

george]
Bullets can't man tag, one for the gat
Can he make it, will he it
Fiends call him betty

p]
Cause he got the

ed]
You get a loc like blueberry dope, that yaho
Choppin' it up like fat, gettin' hit on that
Cause it's all the skrilla, nigga
gettin' bigga
Pockets gettin' swolled, but gettin' by a gold digger

Now some choose to pimp hoes, and some pimp them
it may be, everybody against them

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p]
Niggas the bass, straight playa
But you gotta your back for them fuckin' hatas
If I were a player, I'd probably be lawrence taylor
Blockin' hatas off, be mad
Cause they master p's got it goin' man
why I fuck your bitch, but she ain't shit
And everybody in the hood know the hoe suck
But you you lame
But ice cube said, "let's cut out the little man"
You need an ounce of this game
It ain't a thang to tru niggas, cause we let our nuts hang
I got love for you, fool you got for me
But there's always some sucker 'bout wrong p
You need to off that glass dick
You look like a dope fiend and sound a bitch
You want it
I got baking soda for your ass, huh
Cause that hoe shit won't

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[king
Comin' from the bayou, a triple by the
to dodge rats, but tend to find cock-roaches
We g's, no good deeds
on your knees, kidnapped by g's
Forties with the clip, float to your forehead
King pay dues, fuck you a dead
Flip pure game, like the taught me
Tryin' spit game I'm talkin' on a for-ty

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ed]
It's but the g in me
I a question
Big ed is on a funky g
Now, how many g's in the tonight
And how many g's spin them gold thangs
It's but a g thang ba-by
I gotta on a fubic, but can you fade me
Nigga, cause big ed be tru to it
Always wearin' nikes' cause I do it
Got more bounce to the
Get you drunk like some
? ? ?
Cause rollin' on my ? ? ? , like a weather got my action
Grabbin' on my nuts my name was micheal jackson
So
Who ride, I ride,

p]
But can't touch ya

ed]
With my tru on my side

p]
And you I got 5 on it
But we gotta do this one for my dead homie

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A nigga tip toe the do'
You I'm bout 6'4" plus mo'
So I had to get low
And niggas lookin'
I shook shell up in my ass, somebody older
Y'all better pay me
You me to say it's all good in my hood
I can't
And anybody told you it is, they be lyin'
Cause it
I hopped in my ride, fish tailin'
Seems I caught a flat, so silkk 3-wheelin'

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