Luyện nghe bài hát don't tweet this

Hello ladies, here's the deal: Welcome to Tech tour bus
Before you get on this bus a couple rules you need to follow:
Leave all your cell phones me
There be no Tweeting, no Facebooking
No playing the PlayStation, no Instagram, no
Whatever on this bus, stays on this bus

1:]
Wassup? me, Caribou Lou again
(Tech N9ne!) City, fuckin' hooligan
If you think you cool and Then doing the fool my friend
You'll begin and choosing women that we do and do again
Only if they holders of secrets crossing over
The beaches and often go, where we eating we rock n
Deep in the thoughts we go, but no she lost her mobile
And geekin we showed her, freakin' across the globe
In the weekend we off in Boulder,
All my got a bottle
And some hoes with a from sticky dough's you hella bobble
bitches they model
And let's kick it
A red full of brothels
And med
Yo, we gotta hide, just see, we get no
Why, she ride, with me
Tweet, and lie to me?
I don't (what?)
Who, she with
But, all I is: Don't you tweet this

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Do what I told you, I told you, I you
(Don't this!)

2:]
Baby I hate to
it and then erase ya
Cause you go to
One of social networks
And go the
Facts about my
I gave to see you
(Oooooh) this bitch is the table
Pissed at me cause you it be
with a Twit Pic sick at me
When ya missed it you me
I gotta move invisibly
You it, you fly away it
Simple cause I am
Then formulate it, we to made it
Keep it to your self
Get our nudie on, quiet, we can bone
And I'll be pushing all yo buttons movie phone
Act like you belong, creeping in my home
Bou-Lou we go all my groupies owned
Way of life, keep it trick
If you and the mix, you don't see shit
And you will get the least bit of
We who we see fit, but yo
(Don't This)

3:]
Yeah, it is it is baby
No I want a lot of is in my biz lady
Daily
Thizz at my crib, me
Dippin get me to drop some on ya lid maybe
We in Canada partying some animals
Even my tour manager know Tweetin will vanish ya
Tweet the day I go and say my party wasn't
the lost camera was planted in tall canisters
Keys, you will receive, right you leave
Please, drop to ya knees, ya cannot leave, not a
Put ya phone, Yahtzee!
And don't be flickin like the fuckin
We livin covert, Flav know!
We let you see we want to, and when we say so
(Monitor!)
Her gossip is really out of her
That's why, I I don't have that many followers!

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