Luyện nghe bài hát Can't Stop the Shine

Don't you that G Rap's straight thuggin
And you know you stop the shine

G Rap]
Uhh, uhh
Kool G Rap, Underworld,

(Whatcha gonna do, whatcha do?)
Whattup, whattup,

Uhh, uhh
Daddy Bigbucks, got the forty-five cal'
style tux, see the Cristal erupt
Be up at the bar what? Diamonds, and cut
The get starstruck wonder if the car's what
the new BM, rimmed up, the truck
Feet be skinned up in only gator stuff
For fly get hemmed up, she got the Jada cuts
These cats pushin they up, they can't hate enough
They countin what I up, already made enough
to live plush, you must eat out a fat plate of
Got what you lust, the Bulgari smothered with
Yours covered with rust, studded with dust
Mine with crush, rides big as a bus
plus, what can you and your crew do to us
but look in disgust, plot to seize the sea
coppin the V-T-W-E-L-V-E
Pissed off at G's but we don't believe in knockin
We and squeeze, and leave some shit shot and breeze
Attractin these mixed, black and japanese
And slappin these nitwits, with fat of G's
Bag your rat, she should lack, grabbin the of threes
On her knees, see more semen than all the seven
She goldminin, lookin for new designin
Rings with rocks cause my world started shinin, uhh

missjones and G Rap

[mj] Whatcha gonna do, whatcha do?
[GR] you see mines and can't stop the shine
Sippin wine up a little grapevine
Too much ice up on the wrist to tell the
[mj] Whatcha gonna do, whatcha do?
[GR] When you see me up in the 6 a dime
Yeah, of all kinds, mad concubines
Will you the nine and sneak me from behind?

[Kool G
My jet leaves, down to the in the West Keys
With jet skis, sex G's, with S-E's
and Lex G-S-3's, to bless G
Baguettes be the ice makin my neck and chest
Vietnamese, Tibetan G's wet beads
in of three, breasts in 3-D that slept with me
The sexy, beauty of the of the ? G's
Bangladesh G's, on the other of the Red Sea
The lefty, sippin Remi the Pepsi
Jew-els shinin, holdin what you fell behind in
Mink shit silk linin, penetrate right through
hymen, handle a nine like I'm Lex Diamond
Organized crimin, rolls yeah we get those
Fly clothes, slip those, spot foes we hit those
The whole click glow, click the
the chick-o's, hit the ones with the six-oh's
Hollow tops spit those, let the pile
Leave no profile, drama wild leave you Castellano style
with ? llama cows, whole click be wild
On a mission, get the death end up missin

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