Luyện nghe bài hát Bounce To This

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

[ C ]
So
Should a pick a hoe?
I think I squat to the house for the gat, I bring us some indo
tho, if you wanna, I think I'm gonna
Step to the and bust a cap
And watch yo niggas scat
See, it be on on my
We poppin a cop with a
Even them young niggas givin
We gives a fuck about a copper, gettin our
By burnin cops ???? chopper
So ah - you can smoke an 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 a crack sack
And a fat with the muthafuckin nut sack
And bust in a battle
I'm like a rattle snake, I don't
Bust one cap out the in my gun
Run, you get stunned, I'm for fun
I'm like a warrant niggas on the run
It's the to the c to the k
A nigga from there city by the Bay
A who gets his mug on and mack on, but anyway
On any day we can get em up or em up
Havin that ass bounce three times while my schoolin ya

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

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

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