Luyện nghe bài hát Bout Ta' Bubble

Dedicated to all the all over the world, man
One for the treble, two for the
Come on Techa Nina, let's rock place

Tech's in the place, get mainy
Punks cuff yo lady, can't nobody tame me
me for keepin' her runny eyed rainy
Ladies used to hate me, now they comin' out panties

on the jock, pocket full of socks
Got a fat knots, somethin' squat
Down, ducka ducka, down, down for the
Tryin' to be hot, but you
When you to the top but you not, dwam

I ain't never seen so green
Than when I seen when my hit the scene
It be a dream, hit the stage, everybody holla
Gettin' throwed, rippin' shows, 'fo a bigga'

Father, I don't wanna leave to blessed
'Cuz they greedy in the middle of I do best
You finna' see me in the TV a few guest
We to bubble baby, get ya waterproof vest

Bout ta' bubble, bout ta' bubble, bout ta'
ta' bubble, bout ta' bubble, bout ta' bubble

Bout ta' bubble baby, bout ta' baby
Bout ta' bubble baby, we got ya
And drinkin' and and humpin' and likin' it
And drinkin' and and humpin' and likin' it

Yo, get ya ID, passport, skippin'
All around the world, with the bass hittin'
We ain't for bustin' heads, yo we hate trippin'
When we through rockin' the shows, man we kittens

J's on my feet, car of beat
Trunk full of heat, Caribou in the
Frown, you can make us all clown in the
the beat and we leakin'
No mercy for the haters weep

On to the next, Minnesota to the
Veterans, caravans, chedder man
the world in a day, off in LA
Oklahoma, Dallas, Kansas to the Bay

hyphy, the South really like me
Ill got it where the East Coast invites me
Tech's in the air the mood really strikes me
Hey, we bout ta' bubble so embedded in psyche

ta' bubble, bout ta' bubble, bout ta' bubble
Bout ta' bubble, ta' bubble, bout ta' bubble

Bout ta' bubble baby, ta' bubble baby
Bout ta' bubble baby, we got ya
And and smokin' and humpin' and likin' it
And drinkin' and smokin' and and likin' it

Aye, B boys hit the wit' it
Off in let me see ya heel toe wit' it
Clown and wit it, A-Town stomp wit' it
At the set, jugglettes make they double D's to this

on the hill, hella tip drills
Paul Wall said he'd do me up a red
Busta' Buss the 5-6 'ville
Forty water, he told me a lot in business for real

Stormin' in Salt Lake performin' for Mormons
Out of they garments before the mornin', I'm
Leavin' 'em torn, mess the bull you get the horns
Nina gets a beauty best, it's armin'

Misery's me, labels tryin' to sign me
Ain't too many who don't know who the Tech N9ne be
If she lookin' for somethin' with a so shiny
Kansas City, is where she gon' find me

ta' bubble, bout ta' bubble, bout ta' bubble
Bout ta' bubble, bout ta' bubble, ta' bubble

Bout ta' bubble, baby, bout ta' bubble,
Bout ta' bubble, we got ya lady
And drinkin' and and humpin' and likin' it
And and smokin' and humpin' and likin' it

Bout ta' bubble, bout ta' bubble, ta' bubble
Bout ta' bubble, bout ta' bubble, ta' bubble

And and smokin' and humpin' and likin' it
(Bout ta' bubble, bout ta' bubble, bout ta' bubble, ta' bubble)