Luyện nghe bài hát Fresh

Yeah, you know what I'm
niggas been poppin' an awful lot of shit
For a while now, talking all shit
Like y'all got so much
Motherfuckin' personality and

All of poppin' all that fly shit
Tryin' to dis niggas and all
Bullshit, know I'm sayin'?
But you deep down I your motherfuckin' hearts
Y'all is booms

Compared to this named Slick Rick
You know that shit, you knew that shit
motherfuckers been knew that motherfucker
Might come back and kick ya'll, ass

Yo, it up
Yo, it up
Y'all turn it up
Do I do, ha, ha

Ladies and gents, let the teacher
I am the rapper, walk, talk, eat, shit, fart
You motherfuckers see me
Even a patch on my eye, I'm dreamy
All in the grill of the
1, 2, 3, 7 on the twosome
Schedule, I aim to be in
With the legendary Dupri

Uh huh, I'm more than shit outta cook books
See, even make Salvation Army clothes
Look good, you That divine, so fine
Don't wear the same underwear 2 times
JD, not the one to around with
Heard ya got the whole entire state down, kid
That's right, so ask us who the best?
the North to the South, to the East to the West

We're fresh, like a million bucks
Still worn the bally shoes and the fly green
fresh, dressed like a million bucks
Still the bally soda, dada, soda socks

Come on, kids, Jermaine a wiz
Walkin' down the street, you mindin' my own biz
My man girlfriend started like she hoein'
"Hey JD, your fine ass going?"
To the studio, I told her
Unless you wanna take it in the cooler or
For real and that shit ain't a

She said that, she would me at my house around 10
Not to mention, a nice body
10 o'clock, here came the red beau
My man told totally deceptive
Still I try to fuck the out the bitch rectum
See, the woman so shady, talkin' actin' like she upped
And offed JD, now she wanna and caress 'cause
I left a of bite marks on the hun's, breasts

I'm fresh, like a million bucks
Still worn the Bally shoes and the fly socks
I'm fresh, dressed a million bucks
Still the Bally soda, dada, soda socks

I'm fresh, dressed a million bucks
Still worn the bally shoes and the fly socks
Bitch, I'm fresh a million bucks
Still worn the bally soda, dada, soda

When the doubt falls, my door knock up on
Designers even ask me, they need to stock up on
Why the fuck did ya like to done us?
When the tag ya hearin' is untouchable, peasant?
Slick, Jermaine Dupri as the fat trackers
We'll diarrhea up on your ass

Babies jump out the
Could even fix the and Clinton marriage
now felt to the point that I could even
Make lesbians melt, models at me
even make her grandmother catch an orgasm
Lookin' at me, it's kinda outlandish, even say
"What fine young man dis?"
So put me to the test
From the North, the South, to the East, to the West

We're fresh, like a million bucks
Still worn the bally and the fly green socks
I'm fresh, like a million bucks
Still worn the soda, dada, soda socks

I'm fresh, dressed like a million
Still worn the bally shoes and the fly socks
Bitch, I'm fresh, like a million bucks
Still worn the soda, dada, soda socks

I'm fresh like a bucks
worn the bally shoes and the fly green socks
I'm fresh like a bucks
Still worn the soda, dada, soda socks

I'm fresh like a million
Still worn the shoes and the fly green socks
Bitch, I'm fresh like a million