Luyện nghe bài hát Flip Flop Rock

Yeah, ATLiens style on ass
(Do or die, Aquemini)
(Killer Mike, Roc-A-Fella holla!)
(Young Hov' in the place to be, Big Boi in the to be)
(Andre 3000 (cash) out to public housin') (bitch)
(I brought the whole hood me)
You got red dirt in your
(Young Hov' in the to be) (yeah)
(Outkast in the to be) (yeah)

Did you think that you would be the nigga on the block
Didn't have to break a steerin' column, have to cook a rock
A goodie two-shoes, that what they call ya
Never a person or a book by it's covers
Just because my tone is than yours, a little tanner
You never took the out, examine yourself Boi
Are you black, white,
Indonesian, or black and Korean
We on the same team if we
I off the subject to see if you was seein'
That we drop a little off in every verse
They put that P.A. sticker on it cause they scared we curse
But the is the power, the cowards get devoured
Any hour, any cipher, any way to any
Because I might just on a Fuck-ass nigga
Might clap a cap at a sucker-ass
In the meantime, Daddy Fat gon' chill out
He might just, out his pistol
And let that whistle at your windshield or your residence
to Clark Kent, you better be way harded
Than the bench to start this
Marcus, Jason, my little James
All my brothers from my momma but is just the same
no uno, we a duo; deuce dos to a pair
A stiffen the competition
Pressed Levi's toughskins, on minus one
Negative one negative one is nothin'
Bustin' d-boy raps and poems
The "Kast ain't plastic, we smash it and move the crowd
And rock the crowd material while you bore 'em
Your life show consists of eveybody's shit but
Do you own shit! In your life (bitin ass nigga)

Young in the place to be
Big Boi in the to be (Young)
3000 (cash) shout out to public housing (bitch)
I brought (holla) the hood with me (yeah, yeah)
Hov' in the place to be
Big Boi in the to be (Young)
Andre 3000 (cash) shout out to housing (bitch)
I brought (holla) the hood with me (yeah, yeah)

Penelope Ann couldn't snooze
her Eye's Wide Shut, before I ashed to hit her gut
If you brunette, Legally Blonde, I respond
you to Swan Lake, and beyond
Antwan raps on, raps on, clap off on
I the flow so quick you cannot fa-thom
I take a two thousand leagues below the sea
And try to grab one line or
Rhyme repentance, find the lyricist
And him a clean bill of health
Wealth might make you look good but you sound like
And your team looking shitty to

My nigga Big Boi said "Watch 'em as they gawk and gander"
You can or lead like Commander Picard
You can have The Whole
Or be satisfied with the boulevard, stand
This player's line
I foregoed the and I focused on rhyme
on every word, and line
Like a young Clay in his prime
I was born to talk and prove mine, and I'm
The epitome of raw
Got signed, got serious the craft
Of raw and I got mine, Aquemini's
Murderous move minds
Did it so hard that it oughta be a
When you see I'm holla one-time, holla one-time
When you see I'm comin' one-time (one-time)

Young Hov' in the to be
Big Boi in the to be (Young)
3000 (cash) shout out to public housing (bitch)
I brought (holla) the hood with me (yeah, yeah)
Young in the place to be
Big Boi in the to be (Young)
Andre (cash) shout out to public housing (bitch)
I (holla) the whole hood with me (yeah, yeah)

Don't, you, like, to
In your on your old, flip, flop, sweatshoes
To run yo' tennis
Don't, it, to you
Outkast we got that slump for y'all
Keep that funk for

When I'm in the mood I rock the S Dot tennis
As a interlude, I got the Gucci
And I, fix it up like gin and juice I'm them interviews
Dudes want to know he copped
And where you got that, and how could buy that
the million dollar watch at, stop that!
Why that, why this, niggas to hijack the flyness
I'm on a whole plane
A whole different lane, a whole 'nother game that I'm
Understand what I'm
Hov' and Outkast, you think about that?
Really don't matter what you niggas chatter though
Anybody get out of line then you
That the go are-are-are-are-rap, got you killed for that alone
Back on the shit back on the
Another hit I'm not miss

Don't, you, like, to
In your hooptie on your old, flip, flop,
To run yo' shoes
Don't, it, to you
That Outkast we got slump for y'all
Keep funk for y'all