Luyện nghe bài hát Exercise

* breathing *
this out man
All this gym
Runnin around for a
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
even with this

Me play don't place your bet
I'm not the of guy to run up and down and break out in a sweat
I just make the words hip
I leave it up to fonda, to take care of that physical fit shit
wrong with bein overweight, everything straight
So long as my pockets stay in
I participated in gym
I hated the thought, to even have to take a loss to
They say health you longevity
But I'm not one for extra-curriculum activity
You might see the ak, a baseball hat
Won't see me on no field with no bat
In case some nigga head, got to get
Other than that, I plan to run track
me joggin for miles.. hah!
Come on kid, that's not my style
I just talk to girls on the
You won't see the ak upstairs, puttin no butter on his
Another athlete bites the
Another nigga from egypt, make egyptian
Picture me pro keds, runnin the full court
jump out your basket-ass head
I cool 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 this way
The name is akinyele, not no motherfuckin
Baseballs is I'm not with
So don't hand me no catcher's mitt, cause I ain't shit!
The only time I slide and run, is a murder's done
I get ghost before the come!
But that's a different subject - that's called games of
When man play russian roulette while upset
He can't it, he wants to stop it
He grabs the hammer and cock it, but that's a different topic
I just throw my voice on
You see me wrasslin in no arena, gettin my ass kicked
Or better yet boxin in, some ring gloves
Talkin pst pst losin oxygen
You the whole blase-blasah, the ak saga
I'm quick, to run shit like a jogger
Huh! I don't carry no
I the j off of jock, so you can just call me ak!
Yeah, it's just simple son
On my spare time, I be bitches up, at the wimbledon
But I'm not one for
Nor breakin no sport in the world book of guinness
I just cool around the block and down the fort
up and down nigga, I'm not a good sport

* rob cuts "exercise" *

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

* slow scratching, breathing *
Uh-uh, I'm the out
I ain't this shit
Find the nigga, blow the man