Luyện nghe bài hát Da Goodness

Check it out, it out
it out, check it out
Check it out, it out
it out, check it out

Yo, bless the steel, step out dressed to
Spark the L, "Whattup Doc?" What the
Clock the squeal, the MC
Certified cylinders 35

Jumpin' out planes, Da Name
Cock the flame, to delete the pain
Hater, IKSRFO, Piscapo
Hit the for cake, shoulda switched to coal

Nigga, sneak a pound through custom drug
Bound to rob neighborhood Walbaums
Me and my man out Sedans
Tappin' jaw, like Sugar Ray did Duran

I, execute wars in Beirut
Twenty-two inch to parachute out the Lex Coupe
The rhythm hit 'em the venom in 'em
Pen'll scare them the shit I pull out the John Lennon

Hah, Dogstar, girl smokin' a lot
I had a demo before, "Ridin' High"
Five whips straight up, out the car lot
Clorox your Fort Knox, till y'all SWAT

Bite off ear for a souvenir
Switch from Red to Roy, give you Fear
If you don't know the click then smokin' wet
Funk Doc, Def Squad, the Jersey set, ah

the fuck out, smoke the fuck out
Drink the out, freak the fuck out
Bug the fuck out, the fuck out
the fuck out, act the fuck out

Do you feel it in your body? your stinkin' ass
Do you feel it in body? Shake your stinkin' ass
Do you wanna rock a party? your stinkin' ass
Do you wanna get naughty? your stinkin' ass

Oo-wee! I think the is on
Ninety-seven Cheech and Chong, I'm reachin'
Right on, my is like the cape on Spawn
frequency, trip the car alarm

Ribbit ribbit ribbit, got moves to
the date, today you hallucinate
Smokin' me out war, torn, ghettoes
of Goodfellows, Dinero

Go to any borough who the mic thorough
Got wife sayin', "Not tonight, hello!"
talk, bullshit walk, ask Kris
The baptist, roll Garcia's hashish

You need classes for practice to tap
crab shaft nasty ass bitch
Hot potato, drop the
Guard your Proclimator

shit down, cock the pound, no doubt
As a juvenile, brought off canal
Brick City be the at wildin' out
Off at the mouth, get dressed like Thousand

Got a degree, on the and the leaky
in the V while we Master the P
I beez It Bout It, causin' low mileage
Blacka, Zsa Zsa Gabor cha-cha
Spit somethin' to you turn your eyes cockeyed
Down with the - ah ha ha, ha ha!

Yo tremblin', up the pen again, adrenaline
Got like DJ Boo on, "Benjamins"
Sentiment, hit you with your thongs and your
Fuck ya, rob ya, cops say, "It's again!"

Choke the fuck out, joke the out
Sweat the out, pass the fuck out
Black the fuck out, the fuck out
Drunk the fuck out, bug the out

Do you feel it in body? Shake your stinkin' ass
Do you feel it in body? Shake your stinkin' ass
Do you wanna a party? Shake your stinkin' ass
Do you get naughty? Shake your stinkin' ass

Yo, LePew I ain't messin' wit you
Or stressin' your crew, your own niggaz be you too
Fuckin' wit you, your bitch unbuckle her shoe
Watchin this bitch while she already know she wanna do

She me home, and on the way she swallow me bone
The Don Corleone, she all inside of my zone
C'mon bitch, let me creep you out, you out
Sneakin' you out, over to my crib, you out

Eveready, now turn off the telly, turn off the
The way I be it got you sweatin' makin' you smelly
Shit funky like your mother with her ass
of shit that'll have you aggie and ready to blast, whoo

Baby, hold a second and give me a chance
Let me go put my rubber on so that we really can
Now we you know we fuckin until my nuts bust out
arrest of the pussy and pass the fuck out

Bug the fuck out, the fuck out
Drink the out, stink the fuck out
Act the fuck out, smack the out
the fuck out, freak the fuck out

Do you feel it in your body? Shake your ass
Do you feel it in body? Shake your stinkin' ass
Do you wanna a party? Shake your stinkin' ass
Do you wanna get naughty? Shake your ass

Do you feel it in your body? Shake your ass
Do you wanna get Shake your stinkin' ass
Do you wanna rock a Shake your stinkin' ass
Do you drink a forty? Shake your stinkin' ass

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