Luyện nghe bài hát Bounce To This

[ Mr. Cee ]
Well, a little dose
the half of the group you like the most
Straight from the Frisco City, Coast
somethin up my sleeve
It's just my pep talk about niggas who be trippin
About these niggas who be trippin these niggas, oh my God, they done failed
Each one of them's some victims with some jaws got swelled
With a hard blow the steel-toed boots
mama always said, "Boy, put them feet to use"
And don't get mad we won't flip-flop
Cause RBL's just like a with no brakes, punk, it don't stop
Like the Tiger you know our shit is like great
Cause we ain't comin corny some of you Frosted Flakes

[ C ]
So
Should a nigga a hoe?
I think I squat to the for the gat, I bring us back some indo
Pretend tho, if you wanna, I I'm gonna
to the back and bust a cap
And yo 'real-ass' niggas scat
See, it be on on my
We a cop with a glock
Even them young givin shots
We gives a fuck a copper, gettin our propers
By burnin cops like chopper
So ah - you can an ounce to this (biatch)
While my niggas on the run smoke a stog and all to this

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We go front, back, to side
"While you bounce to this" (Snoop Doggy Doggy)

[ C ]
So knick-knack-patty-wack, give a bitch a sack
And a fat smack with the muthafuckin nut
And back in a battle
I'm like a rattle snake, I fake
one cap out the eight in my gun
Run, you get stunned, I'm for fun
I'm like a warrant niggas on the run
the B-l-a to the c to the k
A nigga from that city by the Bay
A nigga who gets his mug on and on, but anyway
On any day we can get em up or em up
Havin that ass bounce times while my nigga's schoolin ya

[ Mr. Cee ]
It's like 3 and to the 2 and 2 and to the 1 with a
It was 'a lesson to be learned,' but a known thang
But niggas ain't learned they lesson
So we continue to make while you suckers keep guessin
Our style, our flavor
But don't you even trip if you cater
To the needs of party people, makin em movin, em groovin
But 2 niggas in Frisco hats and shoes can
And no one me but I know I'm goin major
Cause all these punk hoes that's for on my pager
But I just sit back and chop my beats a ounce
And make yo trunk like a trampoline and my song bounce

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Yeah, it's '94 and I'm back on the
72 class 455
Straight mashin down the name] windows up, full of contact
Me and my niggas just got burnin a twamp sack
I'm rollin high as fuck gurpin off some right
I hit the store to get a 40 of St. Ides
Forty ounces, I back to the [street name]
took already and a nigga fit to be mo' off
I hit a cut and parked in shade
my nigga Baldhead walkin down the street, he said, "I got a fade"
He jumped in with fo' of indo
He twisted up the as I hit the 4-0
He said, "Let's and get up out the View
Because in the View ain't nothin to do"
Off to the O, see hoes before we hit the freeway
5 deep in a 5 Ac, see where we
I said, "Baby, I'm the Lunatic village
In Frisco where the gold thangs spinnin"
You got niggas from and Hunters Point
Who quick to that ass just like a joint
But ain't set-trippin, just keep on dippin
away from player-haters who save bitches
Cause niggas where I from don't save hoes
If you givin no ass up, well, bounce yo ass on

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