Luyện nghe bài hát Flip Flop Rock

Yeah, style on y'all ass
(Do or die, Aquemini)
(Killer Mike, collaboration 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 Afro
(Young in the place to be) (yeah)
(Outkast in the to be) (yeah)

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

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

Ann Cruz couldn't snooze
With her Eye's Wide Shut, before I to hit her gut
If you brunette, Legally Blonde, I might
you to Swan Lake, and beyond
Antwan raps on, on, clap off clop on
I switch the flow so quick you fa-thom
I a submarine two thousand leagues below the sea
And try to grab one or sentence
Rhyme repentance, find the illest
And him a clean bill of health
Wealth might make you look good but you like shit
And your looking shitty to death

My nigga Big Boi said "Watch 'em as gawk and they gander"
You can or lead like Commander Picard
You can have The World
Or be satisfied with the boulevard, over
This player's line
I foregoed the and I focused on rhyme
Focused on word, and line
a young Cassius Clay in his prime
I was born to shit 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 monster minds
Did it so hard that it oughta be a
When you see I'm comin' one-time, holla one-time
you see I'm comin' holla one-time (one-time)

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

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

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

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 that for y'all
Keep that for y'all