Luyện nghe bài hát Atliens

Well it's the M - I - crooked letter, ain't no one
And when I'm on the microphone you best to your sweater
Cause I'm than a polar bear's toenails
Oh hell, there he go again talking that
Bend, like I was a curve, I struck a nerve
And now you bout to see this Southern serve
I it's not where you're from but where you pay rent
Then I heard it's not what you make but how you spent
You got me bent like elbows, amongst things, but I'm not worried
Cause when we step up in the party, I'm out-you-scurry
So go get your fuckin' shine box, and your sack of
It to see you try to be like Mr. Pickles
fat sacks, B-I-G B-O-I
It's that same motherfucker that took them knuckles to eye
And I try, to warn you not to test but you don't
Giving the shout out to my Donnel locked up in prison

Now your hands in the air
And 'em like you just don't care
And if you like and grits and all that pimp shit
everybody let me hear you say O-Yea-yer

Now your hands in the air
And wave 'em like you just care
And if you like fish and grits and all that pimp
Then let me hear you say O-Yea-yer

Now, my illustration be like clitoral stimulation
To the gender, ain't nothin better
Let me know it's wet enough to enter
If not I'll wait, because the future of the depends on
If or if not the we raise gon' have that nigga syndrome
Or will it to be the hard regardless of the skintone
I really feel that if we it, it just might get picked on
Or will it give a fuck about what say and get gone
The alienators cause we different your hands to the sky
Like Sounds of when I practice what a preach ain't no lie
I'll be the baker and the maker of the of my pie
Now breaker, 10-4 can I get some reply?
Now say

Now throw hands in the air
And wave 'em like you just care
And if you like fish and grits and all that shit
everybody let me hear you say O-Yea-yer

Now throw your in the air
And wave 'em like you just care
And if you like fish and and all that pimp shit
Then let me hear you say O-Yea-yer

Everyday I sit while my be in school
Thinking about the album at the Dungeon shooting pool
E-S to the P-N, cause we adjust to the beat in the zone (zone)
Honey I'm home but I'm not
Carried a lot of around being frustrated
And now I'm sitting at the end of the month I just it
you made the B team
And like the daddy's wife you the coffee
You heard the
So back the up off me

as if I played piano in the dark
Found a way to my anger not to embark
The world's a stage and everybody's got to play their
God works in mysterious ways so when he
The job of speaking through us we be so with this here
No or alcohol so I can get the signal clear as day
Put my glock I got a stronger weapon
That runs out of ammunition so I'm ready for war okay

Now your hands in the air
And wave 'em you just don't care
And if you like fish and and all that pimp shit
Then let me hear you say O-Yea-yer

Now your hands in the air
And wave 'em like you just care
And if you like fish and grits and all that pimp
Then everybody let me hear you say