Luyện nghe bài hát Clifton

Yeah, from the ranch
man
J. reno, Kool
Keith

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Black Russian Haitian with jungle fever, I hatin'
A cup coppertone, I'm cappin' on your kinky ear
Bitches they stare, 'cause I'm cock diesel
Boy, hopin' I recognize they girls in this song

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

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

Like Greg I'm groovy, yo, Bobby, sit and watch the
And that hoe out with that one tooth, lookin' goofy
on my tab, better make popcorn to pay her half
They I'm wild, I don't mess 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, chosin' jacket around

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

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

Like chairhead Chippendale,
Yes, no? Maybe not
But if I got a lip zip
Baggy jeans on, walkin' through a room

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

My operandi is complete
One down, to go, others to show
The argonaut is no fuckin' circus sideshow
Ringling and and Bailey we are not
Wild kingdom mutual of cal

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

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