Luyện nghe bài hát Clifton

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

My name is Cadillac Santiago
At the bodega, I a fat sandwich major
You my switches, impala drop, scrapin' sparks
I these bitches, white Asian Puerto Rican

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

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

I got your sister lickin' ass, hairy balls
My occupation downfall and bringin' niggaz bad
My name is Clifton Santiago 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 that hoe out with that one tooth, goofy
on my tab, better make popcorn to pay her half
They know I'm wild, I don't mess with chicken heads
Barney and Fred, Wilma, Betty, Bam-Bam,

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

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

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

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

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

Avoid all contact with me, click
People scatter stop that they resort to screamin'
Am I dreamin', drunk or just out?
I need call 9-1-1 pronto

My modus is complete
One down, to go, others 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)