Luyện nghe bài hát Flava 2 Da Crunk

1::

Came from tha down,
to Agg-town
Hat it low,
how I choose to roll now,
Had to the mall,
9 o clock tha close down,
No to go home,
Cause my night aint fully now,
my car stops,
Thats we throw down,
now use in paying dem dollars,
To go now
Its time, that I represent now,
how my flava,
Made it to tha south,

Baby is how we,
a lil but,
Get on the grind,
pop ya collars,
cop a dime,
Bump this on a nite,
in tha club,
em off dj,
Turn my up
to the crunk,
Bump in ur ear,
ur bass to ur speakers,
To ur trunk,
Baby is how we

2::

up to the spot,
out tha ride,
as we arrive,
tip and ride,
See that ova there,
alwayss on tha grind,
Tryna that buck,
Aint no in tha grind,
We it gutty down here,
Gotta it real,
In tha we drop it low,
Talk that mess we throw dem
Thats why I always it down,
do this for my town,
R&B and Hip Hop,
Comin for tha crown,
And I let yall go,
I just gotta let know that,
Its about time that I now,
how my flava,
Made it to tha south,

Jamaica to New
to ATL,
We it,
it
Give you for your heartburn,
Bringing u more,
Some heat for ur door,
you something hot,
up ur spot,
Gonna up tha heat,
And make ur bones pop,
Jumpin, Clubbin,
Aint no use in
We got u want,
And you know its a man,
Spicy like mustard and on ur buns,
Like what I got in my bag of hits,
Let me show you I got,
Let me u who I am,
I got tha ish to ya dance,
I got that flava for ur ear,
Got crunk for ur funk,
Put bass in ur system,
So wont be bunk,
Aint no in my pimpin,
Aint no in my walk,
quiet on down,
Let that talk.

(2x)::

New York, it, shake it,
Bx it, shake it,
Texas shake it, it,
south shake it, shake it,
shake,
Go head n somethin