Luyện nghe bài hát Flava 2 Da Crunk

1::

Came tha boogie 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 fully over now,
my car stops,
Thats where we down,
now use in paying dem dollars,
To go now
Its about time, that I 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 on a Saturday 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 hustlas ova there,
They on tha grind,
Tryna make buck,
no shame in tha grind,
We keep it down here,
keep it real,
In tha club we it low,
that mess we throw dem bows-
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 let yall 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 ur dance bones pop,
Jumpin, Clubbin,
Aint no use in
We got u want,
And you its a must man,
like mustard and ketchup 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 that for ur funk,
Put bass in ur system,
So music be bunk,
no slippin in my pimpin,
Aint no in my walk,
Gotta on down,
Let that talk.

(2x)::

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