Luyện nghe bài hát Can't Stop the Shine

Don't you know that G Rap's straight
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 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 mami get hemmed up, she got the Jada
These cats pushin they lens up, they hate enough
They what I spend up, already made enough
to live plush, you eat out a fat plate of mush
Got what you lust, the smothered with slush
Yours covered with rust, studded with dust
Mine flooded crush, rides big as a bus
Thirty-two plus, what can you and crew do to us
but look in disgust, to seize the shinin sea
From coppin the
Pissed off at G's but we believe in knockin knees
We cock and squeeze, and leave some shot and breeze
Attractin these chicks mixed, and japanese
And slappin these nitwits, with fat of G's
Bag your rat, she should lack, the back of threes
On her knees, see more than all the seven seas
She goldminin, for new fashion designin
Rings rocks blindin cause my world started shinin, uhh

missjones and G Rap

[mj] gonna do, whatcha gonna do?
[GR] When you see and can't stop the shine
Sippin wine up a little grapevine
Too much ice up on the to tell the time
[mj] gonna do, whatcha gonna do?
[GR] When you see me up in the 6 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
jet skis, only sex G's, with S-E's
and Lex G-S-3's, to bless G
Baguettes be the ice my neck and chest freeze
Vietnamese, Tibetan G's with wet
in of three, breasts in 3-D that slept with me
The sexy, of the week of the ? G's
Bangladesh G's, on the other of the Red Sea
The lefty, Remi inside the Pepsi
shinin, holdin down what you fell behind in
Mink shit silk linin, penetrate right through
your hymen, handle a nine I'm Lex Diamond
crimin, bank rolls yeah we get those
Fly clothes, slip those, spot foes then we hit
The whole glow, click the sickoes
with the chick-o's, hit the ones with the
Hollow tops those, let the dough pile
Leave no profile, drama wild you layin Castellano style
with ? cows, whole click be kinda wild
On a mission, get the kiss end up missin

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