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 spend all night with me
(She wanna wake up with F, baby)
Let me be the one you roll into
(Throw it back ma, throw it back, it back, throw it back ma)
Baby, I'd to spend the rest of my night with you
(So how 'bout you? So how you?)

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

And I don't lie, I
I'm the one who turn that orange to a dress dough
Gotta dress to impress though, gotta stay
Plus in a Lex 4
She with me, what you expect? I to be fly to death
the Bird Man junior, sincerely yours
When it it pours, when it rain it whores
Jazze,

I, I'm way more fly you
(That's right)
I'll take dime from you
(That's right)
Now she wanna spend all with me
(She wanna wake up with 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 of my night with you, baby
(So how you? So how 'bout you?)

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

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

I, I'm way more fly you
(That's right)
I'll take your 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 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 you? So how 'bout you?)

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

Naw hun 'coz you exempt
If your ass trip, I'll give you a clip, yea
But I the way your jeans suck in your hip
And you kinda mean how you strut with 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, life to me
honey, Jazze"

I, I'm way fly than you
(That's right)
I'll take your dime you
(That's right)
Now she spend all night with me
(She wanna up with Weezy F, baby, damn)
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 night you
(So how 'bout So how 'bout you?)

So how 'bout
So how 'bout

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

fuck with your boy and I'll get you a jersey
What you me to put on the bag?
Daddy's little girl, that's
Know what I'm 'bout?
See I give you the game 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 'bout?