Luyện nghe bài hát En Focus

Ya go beats, meats, son
I cook but being a cook
I'm much to eat
I got multiple stabs of

Sassafrassy as I caught the fame of
Years after mama had me ya gladly
I plugged for the
Which cause eyes to in

Which put your person focus
No longer Kelvin Mercer but the
Plug One, yo, I fun in the scribblin' of speak
On a naked white
Most recognized by my dark brown
Yo, you found wealth?

in my mind than in my pocket
But I's got every Girbaud that ever
I met hoes, met some girls
Did a tour that took me all the world
Did a tour that took me all around the

I hit the but I'm shooin' it now
Remember when the floor have had a spine
Well, it's all over
The DayGlo nigga gets the red mat
It's a coaster when your shit's burnt toast

Now Mr. Club owner your jam
When jam is tha jam
And there's a tab at the bar, my great
No thanks I drink, I sip the bobo

I kettle it quick
I felt the heave in the
Tap it in the
Diggin' my own quick

Let me get the out
Mr. Radio say the starlight
Is the same bright

I'm thinkin' how a nine and a blunt is a
But out the lights and some will go bitch
It was one MC one MC
Play the post do the blow wit dynamite

Well, it's okay and it's
'Cause our cake's external light
all get graphic
People of plastic

Look at the wit my 50 watt eye
But when I got the eye patch, I hit the
I it to a name from Denver up to Maine
And lovin' deluxe, she won't me in no tux
Nah, man I won't honor the

Curious, curious, curious,
Curious, curious, curious,

Funny, how time flies
When you have some light on the
'Cause the is the fickle
of fusin', I'm a use it

To the utilize the caught the rush
But I play hush, while Andres Titus is the
As a fan will put the to mush

Lush would hear the public beat
The same way for Titus when he the Sheep
But as the Knee Deep, too deeper off the charts
The album faded to black, that's when the amnesia

Curious, curious,
Curious, curious,

Hey boy, I that star man, shit's all in
Should I it or begin
I saw bootleggas no
I saw Big 4 go get

A typical was the moment
When the man
"Ain't you?" Yeah, I is I'm
Hush your fallin' in cog
the light being True dog

A of funk and I pocket that screen
In the or in between
but a little bit of the starlight
I mail my ass to the

I dig it, I dug it, I dig it, I dug it
I wiz it, I was it, I wiz it, I was it
Oh, let me switch it off
Because ya find do it all, for the light

jivin'