Luyện nghe bài hát Exercise

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

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

* rob cuts "exercise" *

Don't throw your soccer balls way
The is akinyele, not no motherfuckin pele
Baseballs is what I'm not
So hand me no catcher's mitt, cause I ain't catchin shit!
The only time I slide and run, is after a done
I get before the homicide come!
But that's a different subject - that's games of death
When your man play russian roulette upset
He can't handle it, he wants to it
He grabs the hammer and it, but that's a whole different topic
I just my voice on plastic
You won't see me in no arena, gettin my ass kicked
Or better yet boxin in, some with gloves
about pst pst losin oxygen
You know the whole blase-blasah, the ak
I'm quick, to run your shit like a
Huh! I carry no stopclock
I the j off of jock, so you can just call me ak!
Yeah, it's that simple son
On my spare time, I be rackin 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 good

* rob swift "exercise" *

Me over 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 come ask me to act, like no motherfuckin quarterback
Shoulder pads and helmet, yeah
that hut one, hut two, hut three, hike - psych!
I'm poetic, dealin with the alphabetic
Not athletic, that's why I don't it
So you can keep your on hold
Fuck soccer, the shit that I kick, yo bound to go gold
I just cool around the block and hold the fort
I just cool around the block and hold down the
I cool around the block and hold down the fort
up and down nigga, I'm not a good sport

* scratching, heavy breathing *
Uh-uh, I'm the out
I with this shit
Find the nigga, blow the man