Luyện nghe bài hát Exercise

* heavy *
Check out man
All this gym
Runnin around for a
Ain't even my man
I don't even know what the fuck I'm doin in shit
Bout to get the up out of this shit
Ain't with this

Me play sports? place your bet
I'm not the type of guy to run up and down and out in a sweat
I just make the sound hip
I leave it up to jane fonda, to care of that physical fit shit
Nothin wrong with overweight, everything straight
So long as my pockets in shape
I participated in gym
I hated the thought, to even to take a loss to begin
They say health you longevity
But I'm not one for that activity
You see the ak, with a baseball hat
Won't see me on no field with no bat
In some nigga head, got to get cracked
Other than that, I don't to run track
me joggin for miles.. hah!
Come on kid, just not my style
I just talk to on the horn
You see the ak upstairs, puttin no butter on his corns
Another athlete bites the
Another nigga from egypt, make musk
Picture me wearin pro keds, runnin the full
Don't jump out basket-ass head
I cool around the block and hold down the fort
Straight up and down nigga, I'm not a sport

* rob swift "exercise" *

Don't your soccer balls this way
The is akinyele, not no motherfuckin pele
Baseballs is I'm not with
So don't hand me no catcher's mitt, I ain't catchin shit!
The only time I slide and run, is a murder's done
I get before the homicide come!
But that's a subject - that's called games of death
When your man play russian roulette upset
He can't handle it, he wants to it
He the hammer and cock it, but that's a whole different topic
I just my voice on plastic
You won't see me wrasslin in no arena, gettin my ass
Or yet boxin in, some ring with gloves
Talkin about pst pst losin
You know the whole blase-blasah, the ak
I'm quick, to run your shit like a
Huh! I don't no stopclock
I the j off of jock, so you can just call me ak!
Yeah, it's just that son
On my spare time, I be bitches up, at the wimbledon
But I'm not one for
Nor breakin no sport records in the book of guinness
I just around the block and hold down the fort
Straight up and down nigga, I'm not a sport

* rob cuts "exercise" *

Me jumpin fences, don't make sense kid
On a hot day, you'll find me coolin on the
And you ask me where the water's at
But don't come ask me to act, no motherfuckin quarterback
pads and helmet, yeah right
Talkin hut one, hut two, hut three, hike - psych!
I'm poetic, while with the alphabetic
Not athletic, why I don't sweat it
So you can your sports on hold
Fuck soccer, the that I kick, yo it's bound to go gold
I just cool around the and hold down the fort
I just cool around the block and down the fort
I just cool around the block and hold the fort
Straight up and nigga, I'm not a good sport

* slow scratching, heavy *
Uh-uh, I'm the out
I ain't with this
the nigga, blow the whistle man