Luyện nghe bài hát Can't Stop the Shine

Don't you know 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 sluts get starstruck wonder if the car's
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 they lens up, they can't enough
countin what I spend up, already made enough
to plush, you must eat out a fat plate of mush
Got what you lust, the smothered with slush
Yours covered with rust, diamonds studded with
Mine flooded crush, rides big as a bus
Thirty-two plus, what can you and your do to us
but look in disgust, to seize the shinin sea
From the V-T-W-E-L-V-E
Pissed off at G's but we don't believe in knockin
We cock and squeeze, and leave some shit and breeze
Attractin these chicks mixed, black and
And slappin nitwits, with fat stacks of G's
Bag your rat, she should lack, grabbin the back of
On her knees, see more semen than all the seven
She goldminin, for new fashion designin
Rings with rocks blindin my world started shinin, uhh

Chorus: and G Rap

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

G Rap]
My jet leaves, to the beaches in the West Keys
With jet skis, sex G's, with S-E's
and Lex G-S-3's, cheese to G
Baguettes be the ice my neck and chest freeze
Vietnamese, Tibetan G's with wet
in sets of three, breasts in 3-D that with me
The sexy, of the week of the ? G's
Bangladesh G's, on the other of the Red Sea
The lefty, sippin Remi the Pepsi
shinin, holdin down what you fell behind in
Mink shit with silk linin, right through
your hymen, a nine like I'm Lex Diamond
crimin, bank rolls yeah we get those
Fly clothes, slip those, spot foes 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 pile
Leave no profile, drama leave you layin Castellano style
? llama cows, whole click be kinda wild
On a mission, get the kiss end up missin

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