Luyện nghe bài hát Bubblin'

What goes on,

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I be that lay back from the Lafayette Ave.
mad lip an' shit that ain't my style
Makin' mad chips an' I proceed
An' I gets busy, that's word to my seed, what

The to my H Y dro an' the big Y O
Gonna it fly though
An' Yog, don't sleep, be yawnin'
Wakin' up French kissin' duck tape the next

See, time to pay dues, deliver the news
you mass, we re-fuse to loose
Rhymes an' booze, the we choose
Fight with the mic like Muslims an'

No shame in our game, stay the same
try to front, we ain't with the flame
Never the blame, too much game
In the concrete jungle, our minds

You can clap hands, the hands, you clap
If your girl's in the club, it's girl I'm at
If you don't know, the sound
I am the boogie down

The Rhythm CRU, The CRU's Rhythm Blunt
Hangin' from his Versace, don't front
Got big booty but they ain't for sale
them big juicy lips like Rochelle, for real

As I'm makin' tracks with my main man, Taj
An' I gotta get a mil' so can make the Haj
I'm smart but not Maxwell, the demo's on the
Then print the jam on wax is a back an' the Waxell
I swell, Kings like gorilla fam be like damn
Yogi's through Chad, my man

Rippin' microphones off hyper tones are the slow
Then we about when our done
Bust you down the last cigarette
Blunt CRU, we the best shit yet

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C R U, C R U, bubblin',
1 2, 1 2, 1 2, 1 2
C R U, C R U, bubblin',

1 2, 1 2, 1 2, 1 2
C R U, C R U, bubblin',
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C R U, C R U, bubblin',

Aye, yo, I used to love with the girl named E Bridget
Had a crush on Puffy, fat ass like a
Rollin' with them kids, call 'em 'Uptown cosa
state to state in a hoopta Testarosa

I said, "Oh, Bridget, baby, know you drive me
When I see your body. you an' amaze me"
She said, "Yogi bear. I ain't nothin' but
Keep me on the low, I'll see you you bubble"

Yo, I want the kingdom, the power an' the
The whole story is gettin' money an' honky dory
Plenty, fall, any an' all quickly
Known to turn strictly dickly

like a wreckin' ball when it fall
I reckon on a nigga, then give it its all
give me some cash 'cause life is troublin'
1 2, 1 2, start bubblin'

1 2, 1 2, 1 2, 1 2
C R U, C R U, bubblin',
1 2, 1 2, 1 2, 1 2
C R U, C R U, bubblin',

1 2, 1 2, 1 2, 1 2
C R U, C R U, bubblin',
1 2, 1 2, 1 2, 1 2
C R U, C R U, bubblin',