Luyện nghe bài hát Earthquake

Speak to them
Yea fly guy

I, I'm way fly than you
(That's right)
I'll take dime from you
(That's right)
Now she spend all night with me
(She wake up with Weezy F, baby)
Let me be the one that you into
(Throw it ma, throw it back, throw it back, throw it back ma)
Baby, I'd like to spend the of my night with you
(So how you? So how 'bout you?)

I'll take your bitch give her back, take bitch again
That's because you a 5, I pitch a 10
Now she wanna get of my '66
She see that my is blue and yellow like Michigan
She say she her man, she misses him
But nobody do it better her distant dick, me
I'm her long pimp
When I my bitches wait for me on the strip, yup

And I don't lie, I
I'm the one who turn orange vest to a dress dough
Gotta dress to though, gotta stay clean
momma in a Lex 4
She with me, what you I live to be fly to death
It's the Man junior, sincerely yours
When it rains it pours, when it rain it
Jazze,

I, I'm way fly than you
(That's right)
I'll take dime from you
(That's right)
Now she wanna spend all night me
(She wanna wake up Weezy F, baby)
Let me be the one that you roll too
(Throw it ma, throw it back, throw it back, throw it back ma)
Baby, I'd like to spend the of my night with you, baby
(So how 'bout you? So how you?)

Now why you go do that?
I can see through
right there, like I can't view that
Girl, that? Say wait, who that?
Bet he was lame, bet he not Wayne, no
'Coz I'm way more
Have you hangin' a bunch of yayo buyers, nope
And not a day go by us
We get higher than the telephone wires

Cut your telephone off, we where phones don't roam
don't even come on
You're far from home so it alone
You creepin' with the king of the
You sleepin' in a tee and a thong, with your hair in a
I got no blinds, we can stare at the morning, yup
But I be there all mornin'
I'm a pimp baby, I'm going, going,

I, I'm way fly than you
(That's right)
I'll your dime from you
(That's right)
Now she wanna spend all night me
(She wanna up with Weezy F, baby)
Let me be the one that you with too
(Throw it back ma, it back, throw it back, throw it back ma)
Baby, I'd like to the rest of my night with you
(So how 'bout you? So how you?)

I'm sorry I was
Gotta love laid back mannie fresh music
But let's get back to what we was
Laid back in that on plat Ewing's
33 weak tires, he fire
These streets papaya ma
You gotta keep heat on side 2 must
So I'm a get 3 and cop you one, wait

Naw hun 'coz you ain't
If your ass ever trip, I'll you a clip, yea
But I love the way your suck in your hip
And you walk kinda mean how you strut a dip
And you talk kinda clean and you lick lips
But I fall for you 'coz I stick to the script, yup
I said "I stick to my grip, I stick to my money, that's to me
honey, Jazze"

I, I'm way fly than you
(That's right)
I'll take dime from you
(That's right)
Now she wanna spend all night me
(She wake up with Weezy F, baby, damn)
Let me be the one that you roll too
(Throw it back ma, it back, throw it back, throw it back ma)
Baby, I'd like to the rest of my night with you
(So how 'bout you? So how you?)

So how 'bout
So how 'bout

See I'm talking bout sweet heart
You ain't even gotta have John
You ain't gotta have Dick Vitale, you ain't gotta Lee
You ain't gotta have Stuart Scott, you ain't have Linda Cohn
what I'm talkin' 'bout?
You gotta have the staff of ESPN
You ain't gotta have the ABC staff just to speak baby
'Coz I got sweetheart

fuck with your boy and I'll get you a jersey
What you me to put on the bag?
Daddy's little girl, right
Know what I'm talking
See I can't give you the game but I can you the game
And you can see what you see and peek how you
And see you get
Know I'm talking 'bout?