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 wanna wake up with F, baby)
Let me be the one that you into
(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 So how 'bout you?)

I'll take your bitch give her back, take bitch again
because you throw a 5, I pitch a 10
Now she wanna get of my '66
She see my wrist is blue and yellow like Michigan
She say she love her man, she him
But nobody do it better than her dick, me
I'm her long distance
When I my bitches 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, stay clean
Plus in a Lex 4
She with me, you expect? I live to be fly to death
the Bird 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 your dime you
(That's right)
Now she spend all night with me
(She wanna wake up 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 spend the rest of my night you, baby
(So how 'bout So how 'bout you?)

Now why you wanna go do
I can see that
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' '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
don't even come on
You're far from so leave it alone
You creepin' the king of the throne
You sleepin' in a tee and a thong, with your in a pony
I got no blinds, we can stare at the morning, yup
But I can't be there all
I'm a pimp baby, I'm going, going,

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

I'm sorry I was
Gotta love that back mannie fresh music
But get back to what we was doing
Laid back in black on plat Ewing's
That's 33 weak tires, he
These streets papaya ma
You keep 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 jeans suck in your hip
And you walk kinda how you strut with a dip
And you talk kinda clean and you lick lips
But I can't fall for you 'coz I to the script, yup
I said "I to my grip, I stick to my money, that's life to me
honey, Jazze"

I, I'm way fly than you
(That's right)
take your dime from you
(That's right)
Now she wanna all night with me
(She wanna wake up Weezy F, baby, damn)
Let me be the one you roll with too
(Throw it back ma, 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?)

So how you?
So how you?

See what I'm talking bout sweet
You ain't even gotta 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 have Cohn
what I'm talkin' 'bout?
You ain't have the staff of ESPN
You ain't gotta have the ABC staff to speak sports baby
'Coz I got game

Just fuck 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 you the game but I can show you the game
And you can see you see and peek how you peek
And see you get
what I'm talking 'bout?