Luyện nghe bài hát Flip Flop Rock

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

Did you ever think that you would be the on the block
Didn't have to break a steerin' column, didn't have to cook a
A damn goodie two-shoes, what they call ya
Never judge a or a book by it's covers
Just because my is darker than yours, a little tanner
You never took the time out, examine Boi
Are you black, white,
Indonesian, or black and Korean
We on the team if we breathin'
I jumped off the to see if you was seein'
That we drop a science off in every verse
They put that P.A. sticker on it cause they we gon' curse
But the is the power, the cowards get devoured
Any hour, any cipher, any way to any
Because I might 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 or your residence
Superman to Clark Kent, you be way harded
Than the bench to start this
Marcus, Jason, my brother James
All my brothers from my momma but is just the same
Ain't no uno, we a deuce dos to a pair
A stiffen the competition
Pressed like Levi's toughskins, on one
Negative one minus negative one is
Bustin' d-boy raps and player
The "Kast shit ain't plastic, we smash it and the crowd
And rock the crowd original material while you 'em
Your life show consists of eveybody's shit but
Do you own shit! In your life (bitin ass nigga)

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

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

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

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

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

When I'm in the I rock the S Dot tennis shoes
As a interlude, I got the Gucci
And I, fix it up like gin and juice I'm them interviews
Dudes want to what he copped
And you got that, and how could they buy that
Where the million 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 I'm playin'
Understand I'm sayin'
Hov' and Outkast, you think about that?
Really matter though what you niggas chatter though
Anybody get out of then you trust
That the mac'll go are-are-are-are-rap, got you killed for that
Back on the shit back on the
hit I'm not goin' miss

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