Luyện nghe bài hát Bounce To This

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

[ C ]
So
a nigga 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 yo 'real-ass' niggas scat
See, it be on on my
We poppin a cop with a
Even them young givin shots
We gives a about a copper, gettin our propers
By burnin cops like ????
So ah - you can smoke an ounce to (biatch)
While my niggas on the run smoke a and all bounce to this

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We go front, back, to side
"While you muthafuckas bounce to this" (Snoop 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 fake
Bust one cap out the in my gun
Run, you get stunned, I'm for fun
I'm like a havin niggas on the run
the B-l-a to the c to the k
A nigga that there city by the Bay
A nigga who 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 3 and to the 2 and 2 and to the 1 with 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 while you suckers keep
Our style, our muthafuckin
But don't you even if you can't cater
To the needs of party people, em movin, gettin em groovin
But 2 niggas in Frisco and Nike shoes can
And no one me but I know I'm goin major
all these punk hoes that's for callin on my pager
But I just sit back and chop my beats like a
And yo trunk 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 mashin down the [street name] up, full of contact
Me and my niggas just got through burnin a twamp
I'm rollin around high as fuck off some right
I hit the store to get a 40 of St. Ides
Forty ounces, I bounce to the [street name]
Hella took already and a fit to be mo' off
I hit a cut and parked in some
Seen my nigga walkin down the street, he said, "I got a fade"
He in with fo' sacks of indo
He up the dank 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 deep in a 5 Ac, see where we
I said, "Baby, I'm from the Lunatic
In Frisco where the thangs keep spinnin"
You got niggas from Fillmore and Hunters
Who quick to smoke ass just like a joint
But niggas ain't set-trippin, just on dippin
Stand away from player-haters who save
Cause niggas where I come from don't save
If you ain't givin no ass up, well, yo ass on

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