Luyện nghe bài hát Earthquake

Speak to them
Yea fly guy

I, I'm way more fly you
(That's right)
I'll take dime from you
(That's right)
Now she wanna all night with me
(She wake up with Weezy F, baby)
Let me be the one that you roll
(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 'bout you? So how you?)

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

And I lie, I confess
I'm the one who that orange vest to a dress dough
Gotta dress to impress though, stay clean
momma in a Lex 4
She with me, what you expect? I live to be fly to
It's the Bird Man junior, sincerely
When it rains it pours, when it it whores
Jazze,

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

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

Cut your telephone off, we ridin' where don't roam
They don't even on
far from home so leave it alone
You creepin' with the king of the
You sleepin' in a tee and a thong, with your in a pony
I ain't got no blinds, we can at the morning, yup
But I be there all mornin'
I'm a baby, I'm going, going, gone

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

I'm I was groovin'
Gotta love that laid mannie fresh music
But let's get back to we was doing
Laid back in that on plat Ewing's
That's 33 tires, he fire
These streets ain't ma
You gotta heat on your side 2 must
So I'm a get 3 and cop you one, wait

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

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

So how you?
So how 'bout

See what I'm bout sweet heart
You even gotta have John Madden
You ain't gotta have Vitale, you ain't gotta Lee Carsole
You gotta have Stuart Scott, you ain't gotta have Linda Cohn
Know what I'm 'bout?
You ain't gotta the staff of ESPN
You ain't gotta have the ABC staff just to sports baby
'Coz I got game

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