Luyện nghe bài hát Atliens

Well it's the M - I - crooked letter, no one better
And when I'm on the microphone you best to wear your
Cause I'm cooler than a polar bear's
Oh hell, there he go talking that shit
Bend, corner's like I was a curve, I struck a
And now you bout to see this Southern serve
I heard it's not where you're but where you pay rent
Then I heard it's not you make but how much you spent
You got me bent like elbows, other things, but I'm not worried
Cause when we step up in the party, like I'm
So go get your fuckin' shine box, and your of nickles
It tickles to see you try to be like Mr.
fat sacks, B-I-G B-O-I
It's that same that took them knuckles to your eye
And I try, to warn you not to test but you listen
the shout out to my Uncle Donnel locked up in prison

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

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

Now, my oral illustration be clitoral stimulation
To the female gender, ain't nothin
Let me know it's wet enough to enter
If not I'll wait, because the of the world depends on
If or if not the child we raise gon' that nigga syndrome
Or it know to be the hard regardless of the skintone
I really feel if we tune it, it just might get picked on
Or will it give a fuck about what others say and get
The alienators cause we keep your hands to the sky
Like Sounds of when I practice what a preach ain't no lie
be the baker and the maker of the piece of my pie
Now breaker, breaker 10-4 can I get some
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 pimp
Then everybody let me you say O-Yea-yer

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

Everyday I sit my nigga be in school
Thinking the second album at the Dungeon shooting pool
Like E-S to the P-N, cause we adjust to the 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 I just made it
Like you the B team
And like the wife you making the coffee
You heard the
So back the up off me

as if I played piano in the dark
Found a way to channel my not to embark
The world's a stage and everybody's got to play their
God works in mysterious so when he starts
The job of speaking through us we be so with this here
No drugs or alcohol so I can get the signal as day
Put my glock I got a stronger weapon
That never out of ammunition so I'm ready for war okay

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

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