Luyện nghe bài hát Ay Ay Ay

Alright, side
Big dogs, oh
We coming through this
You know I'm saying
On same vibe
Know I'm saying, I mean
When you get to this mic, you see this microphone
You got to see this as you woman
plate of food, you know what I'm saying
Whether it's soul food, Indian, whatever it may be
Be
Yo, uh, yo
Ay ay ay, niggas with nothing to say-ay-ay
Go on fay-ay-ay, partners and
Menu for today-ay-ay happens to be the
a slice of ham and a sunny side ay-ay-egg
I choose a new to play-ay-ay
Me and Ingram found more than a hundred way-ay-ays
Say say say what? Me and my niggas to parlay-ay-ay
You couldn't fuck with us tomorrow or
Lay back, keep it Marvin Gaye-ay-way
Shit harder than my ay-ay-A-K spray-ay-ay
Never those who player hay-ay-ate
Eventually will come around my way-ay-ay
Like I said nothing to
You fake niggas stray way like the mind of a child born into
Ain't a dollar sign out there to my resume-ay-ay
But if you insist, I'll take a mill-ion
the other ten for me-ay-ay
Stutter stutter rap, bringing it to slay-ay-ay
You niggas who orginalitay-ay-ay
I'm bringing it back for y'all niggas who originalitay-ay-ay
Every copy you'll skip I'll from here to Pompei-ay-ay
My shit the bomb diggy-ay-ay
Remain ill to the way
I keep it bangin in pun-punananay-nanay

CHORUS (Niggas ov S.I.N.)
(Ay ay ay) remain the bomb day ay baby
Keep it in your pun-punan(ay ay ay)
When I die use my funk for your carry oh-oh-okay-ay-ay
it now
(Ay ay ay) remain the bomb diggy day ay
Keep it bangin in pun-punan(ay ay ay)
When I die use my funk for carry carry oh-oh-okay-ay-ay

I was illing and cold chlling on the block and
To let y'all niggas get away with the you spilling
But, I ain't going to float and be your perserver
Play the police, turn this art to murder, up!
rather stay-ay unheard of to the common observer
Who claim they heard of, keep my fans forver
My plans forever to burner
Understand you the man, but I'm Turner
Watching watching on mute while I write the verse up
Try not to curse up, we the big you the first pup
Who stuck spitting the illy, yo for
A hustler making y'all willie style look silly wild
While I kill at will, or be killed by drill
Ain't a that will better the skill for real
Now that you know the do you feel
Me enough to put me on you fitty dollar
Anyway-ay-ay, back to you
We was conversating on how to make your punanny
your body-ay-ay, my lifelong journey a pet for sexuality-ay-ay
For real, give it to me doll and those fake niggas starving
For a bargain, my shit's for free
I beg pardon, leaving them niggas with nothing to say
Who keeps it in your sugar's pun-punannay