Luyện nghe bài hát Beat Goes On

In the city lights, the night'll me life.
I hear the drums, Ima war chief knife.
Got kush the knife just give me light.
it up in my grow room, pretty sight.
Got a house on the with the pretty type,
You ain't got a kush man, what a life.
I don't wanna hit a bowl on ya pipe.
to hit my 8 footer, reach Diddy heights.

Now Im swinging on the like tarzan
Incorporate the weed to my man
Sixteen of em, I needin em, on stage screamin em
Pr's Hill em
They me the Greenthumb, the serene one
I laid back the drum like a beach bum.
Shit is hot as summer. Another number.
Everybody it up for the funky drummer.

And the goes on (and the beat goes on)
And the beat on and on and on
And the beat goes on (and the beat on)
And the beat on

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Here come the west coasters, out loco.
My eyeballs bleed from the weed I smokin.
Keep son, I keep the song hostile
Mad weaponry, I by the stockpile.
Way too deep, my legendary.
MC's tried to creep and got burried.
He aint to Cypress, back with the tightest
Man behind the king, we know you gon' this.
Roll with the top dog, do it a rockstar.
Stuffin em up, a double dose of hot
You got your on, and your listenin
To bad motherfuckas in this business.
Handle shit right, get your on
Anybody hating, its the fool you on.
Gonna say last time and Im gonna
Hit em like Blam ! Give the drummer

is critical, we are the invincible.
Riot starter, riots on principle.
At the pinnacle, the game is
Put the record on the table, spinnable.
Follow the leader, the is going off the meter.
The freaker, with the big drum beater.
What you for, better prepare yourself.