Luyện nghe bài hát Da Goodness

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

Yo, the steel, step out dressed to kill
the L, "Whattup Doc?" What the deal?
Clock the squeal, the MC
cylinders 35 mil'

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

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

I, execute like in Beirut
Twenty-two inch to parachute out the Lex Coupe
The rhythm hit 'em without the in 'em
Pen'll scare them with the shit I pull out the John

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

off your ear for a souvenir
Switch Red to Roy, give you Primal Fear
If you don't know the then you're 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 out, scream the fuck out
Black the fuck out, act the out

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

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

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

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

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

Lock down, cock the pound, no doubt
As a juvenile, brought cazals off
Brick be the pros 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 Bout It It, causin' low mileage
Blacka, Zsa Zsa Gabor cha-cha
Spit somethin' to you then turn your eyes
Down the Outz - 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
ya, rob ya, cops say, "It's them again!"

Choke the fuck out, the fuck out
Sweat the out, pass the fuck out
the fuck out, flip the fuck out
Drunk the out, bug the fuck out

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

Yo, Pepe LePew I messin' wit you
Or stressin' your crew, your own be testin' you too
Fuckin' wit you, makin your bitch unbuckle her
Watchin this bitch she already know what she wanna do

She follow me home, and on the way she me bone
The Don Corleone, she wildin' all of my zone
C'mon bitch, let me you out, peepin' you out
you out, over to my crib, freakin' you out

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

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

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

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

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

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