Luyện nghe bài hát Bumpin And Grindin

Wuuuuuuuu! Yo

We (bump and grindin') we keep
We (bump and grindin') yeah
In the stay (bump and grindin')
Up top (bump and grindin')
they (bump and grindin')
In the Hill, we (bump and grindin')
That's (bump and grindin')
right, yo (bump and grindin')

In the middle of the floor, actin' hardcore
With shirts off, flirtin', of course, the Dom
split, diggin' that hit from way back
I gained that with the black Baby Phat
Stacked in the back, ass, crazy fat
She bump and grindin', makin' it
Baby, stop playin', why you shake it like
When you know how my like to chase the cat
Hot lights, camera, action, in
to the front, eight cats on the blunt
The tracks gotta pump, the wanna thump
We strapped from the junk, got gats in the
My run the V.I.P., B.Y.T
Slip pass to be by me
And I might be slidin' that too, I do
Invite your crew, and I'll mine too

be (bump and grindin')
In the back (bump and grindin')
Up top (bump and grindin')
here we (bump and grindin')
At (bump and grindin')
Out of we (bump and grindin')
Haters, see us (bump and grindin')
Uh huh, uh huh (bump and grindin')

We at the bar like
Sweatin' out the Henny, no doubt, we up
But not enough, to let you my bluff
You what I feel, then raise your cup
You holdin' that hydro, it up
I'm high my eyes on snakes in the cut
'Cause be playin' the wall, hatin' it all
Prayin' I the fall, but they small
This, it can't stop like Shaq the rock
I can stand in the lot and still the spot
Got the grass in my sock with the hash and
Might blast your top, crash your drop
Keep movin', shakin', stop
you doin', stay with it, won't stop
Til you blue in the face with it, can't
Til, a new day, dig it? Off top

We be (bump and grindin')
we (bump and grindin')
All the (bump and grindin')
Shorty, she (bump and grindin')
In the (bump and grindin')
up the club (bump and grindin')
Gettin' (bump and grindin', bump and grindin')

Damn girl, I the way that fits
Hug your waist and hips, how you sway that
D.J., playin' that hit
Watch her shake that shit, I can't take that
Find you in the burnin', fat sermon on the wax turnin'
cash, puttin' work in
Certain, to pop it off son, keep it
with some perfect Timbs, powdered in suburban
Catch me in the midst, with the fifth in the gripper
Mr. Big Picture, slicker
Who makes loot, suits and flavor boots
Stay loose off the Henny, the Remy or Goose
Make moves like a wrestler, your hate groove
Make with berettas and birds and eight coups
Toxi' off the fine bubbly, shine on the buggy
Got your eyes blurry, dimes me

we (bump and grindin')
New (bump and grindin')
The Dirty (bump and grindin')
Mid Be (bump and grindin')
West (bump and grindin')
Overseas (bump and grindin')
In the Benz (bump and grindin')
(bump and grindin')

That's right, Phantom of the Beat,
We make for the streets, ya'll
I., get familiar