Luyện nghe bài hát Clifton

Yeah, straight from the
man
J. reno, Kool
Kool

I used to a booty butt banger with a hanger
Snap back with back slaps, bypass them raps
some action, maxin' in the turb' relaxin'
Unique investigator, sportin' more

From here to Virginia clubs when I up in ya
the maid from my toes to my shoulder blade
Extreme act up on stage, make 'em back up
You get workout that head piece gettin' slapped up

Now turn yo' lip up, you drop that mic, you yo' lip down
I spin on stage like, blowin' mics, make you sit
here to North Carolina, 95 to South Carolina
Atlanta, Georgia, flowin' down like I'm water

Mexican, Indian, fly girls, the Ricans
Pum pum pump, the eight oh eight oh oh eight oh peakin'
Now start spectacular, expert, legs will work
Bronx watch' em strip Eddy tip that fine mama

Hydraulics expand, drums bang like gap band
I hand, take his mic, give him five to my man
his work to talent shows, I do concerts
Light up shirts like of July atomic fireworks
Extraction attack, white backpacks on wack macks,

Clifton,
Keith,
(Psych)
Clifton,
Keith,
(Psych)

My is Cadillac Clifton Santiago
At the bodega, I need a fat sandwich
You know my switches, drop, scrapin' sparks
I mack these bitches, white Asian Puerto

Black Haitian with jungle fever, I ain't hatin'
A cup more coppertone, I'm cappin' on your ear
Bitches they stare, I'm wild cock diesel
Boy, hopin' that I recognize they girls in this

Bodda boom bodda bing bodda bing da bong, yo check it
I call up televas-quez, he's ass
And he finish, call up Santiago and bring the cash
I'm out to desecrate, move wild state

I got your lickin' ass, suckin' hairy balls
My occupation and bringin' niggaz bad luck
My is Clifton Santiago salesman at the mall
I'm full [Unverified], a hundred niggaz up in the movies

Like Greg I'm groovy, yo, Bobby, sit and watch the
And kick hoe out with that one tooth, lookin' goofy
She's on my tab, make popcorn to pay her half
They know I'm wild, I don't around with chicken heads
Barney and Fred, Wilma, Betty, Bam-Bam,

Clifton,
Keith,
(Psych)
Clifton,
Keith,
(Psych)

Slidin' the back of the do'
You didn't see me in the midst my pistol, ev dog
Flyin' heads is my job, I clobber you
Walkin' backwards, jacket turn around

Gloves on, hands
Can you me?
I wear blu blocker shades so you can't see I see
Holdin' a up, so I don't run into nobody

But I don't care, 'cause I karate
Vulcan pinch and yoga too
Don't you know I'm Armstrong in the flesh
With a tan and a criminal mind?

chairhead Chippendale, yeah
Comedy? Yes, no? not
But if I got a lip zip
Baggy jeans on, walkin' through a crowded

Avoid all contact with me, boom
People scatter stop that chatter they to screamin'
Am I dreamin', drunk or just zooted
I need help 9-1-1 pronto

My operandi is complete
One down, many to go, to show
The argonaut is ain't no circus sideshow
Ringling and and Bailey we are not
Wild kingdom of northern cal

Clifton,
Keith,
(Psych)
Clifton,
Keith,
(Psych)

Clifton,
Keith,
(Psych)
Clifton,
Keith,
(Psych)