Luyện nghe bài hát Funkanella

clue...

[Big
Out of the
Out of the
Look at these
What have you to them?
Rippin'it,
Puttin' a in it
Trimmin' it off the
I'm
odd to me your words are kind of drippin'
I'm
Your non-existant bitches missin'
I it Robert Rudolf
Or Puss in boots his boots off
I had a new
the southern slang boy gotta troop drawn
>From East to New York
Outkast runnin' through y'all

Oh

Who can rip like
Punchaneller,
I It's DJ Clue
and Roc-A-fella
I got the box and the feathers
Fuck the hatas and the
Like you know it's on
Cause everything got kinda
Who can rip this
Punchaneller,
I It's DJ Clue
Aquamini and
I got the blue box and the
Fuck the hatas and the
Like I fooled them into
life will all get better

Pissing in the
Or shooting in the
I have a blind
fucking in the park
Without a on
We are not
I was young a song,
Had no meaning, meaning
Now we a feinding for the new news, new
Like all of these part of you that don't mo, move
You back are gettin' but you don't have a clue
Who only plays by the on the 1 and 2

(x2)
We can do it too
Funkanella,

Mike]
A knot to remove your crew of iceburg sweaters
Boy I've seen soft punch a fella
I in
The of insane men
I be the reason in the jeep tuck they chains in
it swingin'
Why you
Hey we
I'm why you sniffin'
I got a snort motherfuckers!!
Niggas up to
But all you yella heffa, got you up her panties
Believe which niggas make it D'angelo
Crying and to dying on they grandma's flo'
If you tell us the dope at then I promise we go
Stop crying, stop praying the yeh at ho'
Don't you dare Jesus I can snuff your mouth
Money, dope, you let these D boys out your house
We ran open, red hook, we can't use to cook
from Averfeild with a murderous look
Leave you shook and Punchenella, punchenella
I to Rob, rob-a-Fella, rob-a-fella

*Break

Ayo rob fellow man
And give me his god damn jewelry
yeah nigga
Strip down, strip buck naked for a
Get for it nigga
nigga

Black on pop

Man fuck nigga

Who can rip this
Punchaneller,
I guess It's DJ
Aquamini and
I got the box and the feathers
the hatas and the hellas
Like I fooled them into
life will all get better

[Slimm
Now Slimm ain't it
DF
Bustin' with and Clue
Now with a 'matic means
and get tragic
Ma
So you gon' do
It's the pushing flash pan
The big deal
I'm up
Two in the
Tocked out in the
this thing blowin' for the hellas nad the hatas
Just get off the caper for the case and the
Now I stacked up and up in the back to the block
eight bars to the heart
To asert it I
on working 24 in the glock
Made the deep game, and Roc

Who can rip like
Punchaneller,
I guess It's DJ
and Roc-A-fella
I got the blue box and the
the hatas and the hellas
Like you know on tonight
Cause everything got reder
Who can rip like
Punchaneller,
I It's DJ Clue
and Roc-A-fella
I got the box and the feathers
the hatas and the hellas
Like I fooled them into
That life all get better

[To Fade]

DJ y'all
Hard life backstage