Luyện nghe bài hát Clifton

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

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

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

Now yo' lip up, you drop that mic, you turn yo' lip down
I spin on stage like, blowin' mics, make you sit
here to North Carolina, 95 to South Carolina
Atlanta, Georgia, Florida flowin' 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 will work
Bronx bomber watch' em strip Eddy tip fine mama

expand, while drums bang like gap band
I clap hand, his mic, give him five to my man
Switch his work to shows, I do concerts
up shirts like fourth of July atomic fireworks
Extraction attack, white on wack macks, yeah

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

My name is Cadillac Clifton
At the bodega, I a fat sandwich major
You know my switches, impala drop, sparks
I mack bitches, white Asian Puerto Rican

Black Russian Haitian with fever, I ain't hatin'
A cup coppertone, I'm cappin' on your kinky ear
they stare, 'cause I'm wild cock diesel
Boy, that I recognize they girls in this song

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

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

Greg I'm groovy, yo, Bobby, sit and watch the movie
And kick that hoe out 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
and Fred, Wilma, Betty, Bam-Bam, Pebbles

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

Slidin' the back of the do'
You see me in the midst with my pistol, ev dog
heads is my job, I will 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 mirror up, so I run into nobody

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

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

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

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

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

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