Luyện nghe bài hát Can't Stop the Shine

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

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

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

Uhh, uhh
Bigbucks, got the forty-five cal' tucked
Giovanni tux, see the Cristal erupt
Be up at the bar what? Diamonds, and cut
The sluts get starstruck wonder if the what
the new BM, rimmed up, the Navigator
Feet be like up in only gator stuff
For fly mami get up, she got the Jada cuts
These cats pushin lens up, they can't hate enough
They countin what I spend up, already made
to live plush, you eat out a fat plate of mush
Got you lust, the Bulgari smothered with slush
Yours covered with rust, diamonds with dust
Mine with crush, rides big as a bus
Thirty-two plus, what can you and crew do to us
but in disgust, plot to seize the shinin sea
From coppin the
Pissed off at G's but we don't believe in knees
We cock and squeeze, and leave shit shot and breeze
Attractin these chicks mixed, black and
And these nitwits, with fat stacks of G's
Bag your rat, she should lack, grabbin the of threes
On her knees, see more semen than all the seas
She goldminin, lookin for new designin
Rings rocks blindin cause my world started shinin, uhh

missjones and G Rap

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

[Kool G
My jet leaves, down to the beaches in the Keys
jet skis, only sex G's, with S-E's
and Lex G-S-3's, to bless G
Baguettes be the ice makin my neck and freeze
Vietnamese, Tibetan G's with wet
in sets of three, 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 down what you behind in
Mink shit silk linin, penetrate right through
your hymen, handle a nine I'm Lex Diamond
Organized crimin, bank rolls we get those
Fly clothes, slip those, spot then we hit those
The whole glow, click the sickoes
with the chick-o's, hit the with the six-oh's
Hollow tops spit those, let the dough
Leave no profile, drama wild leave you Castellano style
with ? cows, whole click be kinda wild
On a mission, get the death end up missin

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