Luyện nghe bài hát Chanel No. Fever

Hah, yeah, take you on a rise
you back to the fever
Take us to the fever, y'all please, y'all please

It's in the y'all, it's on the wall y'all
It's in head but it's not the fever
It's in the back y'all, it's on the wall
in your head but it's not the fever

Now with the B-I L bill
We the par territories placing flags on terrains
Now I said it was yours so snatch the world back from
We did, universally the lid

Now these ladies how we live
Got 'em caught, shit, you already looking so fly
That the dog that played spiderweb you're up aliasing
Sucker don't try to steer near this

Wish you could bring it way
Compliments of Y and my nigga David J
So the do, re, mi, fa, sol, la
Many reach to the stage, put the guts out the venue

Ah, up in your face no need to continue
I've there, done that, received it, won that
Yo stunned that, how you like To Sun frozed
Keep my in harvest like Farmer John grows crops
Hops, you'll need the whole to tops
I saw the empire, set liquid to fire

Bim blam set a flame to fanny
Davis the like Davis the Sammy
A Grammy, my concern is to for a little age
time, next rhyme, next phase

It's in the back y'all, it's on the wall
It's in head but it's not the fever
in the back y'all, it's on the wall y'all
It's in your but it's not the fever

Now put hand on your hip
(Now put your on your hip)
And let your backbone
(And let your slide)
Now put your hand up on hip
(Now put hand up on your hip)
And let your backbone for the fever

Hey, and gents reintroducing to you
Shootin' shit like hot at the sip of bean stew
Super fat come the zoo
to my homewood niggas and my man Tofu, I fell in love

I'm through evil man do
Get some ass on the side so my love can shine
Pull a cigar with crew, back and let it soak
Your on to my twelve dollar smoke man

It was Mase who laced the beat from up out the
Leaving hypnotized like Ootney Fonsworth
But I'm hip but no than that, clap to the break of dawn
Dada, why it's hotter than hot

Why not knee, my got niggas on the dick
They to join the click
I hope that ass get a record deal so they can feel I feel
To overstand that ring ring, how you do is

You must be Italy 'cause all you do is roam
Microphone to microphone, for home
I write a poem to make the publicists the prone cop
China on stage so I don't a spotlight

be tight like Tupperwear, supperwear, drawers of socks
Sippin' on pot yo scratch the pork chops
nothin' here drops
We're up, up, up

It's in the back y'all, on the wall y'all
in your head but it's not the fever
It's in the y'all, it's on the wall y'all
It's in your head but not the fever

It's in the back y'all, it's on the y'all
It's in head but it's not the fever
It's in the back y'all, on the wall y'all
It's in your head but not the fever

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