Luyện nghe bài hát Friday

You know it no stoppin' all tha doggs I'm droppin'
It's night so every-thang is poppin'
I got $kin to spend on da
So let the begin

"Yakity yak", talk back or it's on
Callin' up Earl on the car
Mack 10 just got out of court,
Through the hood in his sport Brotha Too $hort

got the rear view mirrors vibratin'
And deep-dish Daytons, you how we do it
nuttin' to it but to floss
Overcrowdin' [it's a Mortuary in L.A., CA]

'Cause if ya wit ours, we leave scars
Out of G riden cars, livin' stars
hit tha highway
On the Vegas run, fool, it's Friday

Oh yeah, throw ya in the air
If ya don't
Oh yeah, ya neighborhood in the air
If ya don't

Standin' outside on a Friday on the edge
'Cause we all got 'dem heads
It seems like we all
befor' da playin' tag wit Satan

But we yeah, yeah we ready and willin'
Ya hear about the west side killin'
sippin', set trippin', 4' dippin'
Pistol grippin', neva

tryin' to hang out
But OG sayin', "Take ya "little' ass in the house!"
My big homey got out
Used to be now he's just crack-out

He was as hard as Darth Vadar
In his sweatshirt, khakis, and Taylors
seen him in the driveway
Gettin' beat like a smoker, fool, 'cause it's

Oh yeah, throw ya in the air
If ya don't
Oh yeah, throw ya in the air
If ya care, fool!

"Why must I be like that and da' cat"
Or settle for a rat
Dookie no dreadlocks
Flyin' in and out of town with a what she got

And I love her she down
To fuck wit the underground pussy hound
And her ass is big and wide
Jacked up makin' nigga the ride

Smokin' indo, dat Super Nintendo
Hear a rat, Tat, tat, on my
Gave her ass dat pelvic
trust the rubber 'cause its bound the bust

In the oven, in the
I had on two so I was
'Cause dat make ya dick hang sideways
And dat ain't cool fool its Friday

Oh yeah, ya neighborhood in the air
If ya care
Oh yeah, throw ya in the air
If ya don't

the west side in da air
Throw the side in da air
Throw the south in da air
Throw the north in da air
Oh,