Luyện nghe bài hát Funkin' Around

Hello, well good ladies and gentlemen
What we like to do here
Well, of all let me let you know who I am
Well, I go by the name of Andre 3000,
And we come from a little
Called like Stankonia right?
You know right now
Wants to be space
And like to be from the country
And everything that
You know, really like the South
like cool to be from the South
Right now
listen up

Torn Saturday night
And early mornin'
I know, I'm somewhere stuck
In between,
I'm out here hip-hop is dead
The average nigga on my yellin'
What the fuck you mean,
See we ain't even sing the top
Counter-clock wise the neighborhood
Hand me down some
Won't cut the Gray
We got the
to the drawing board

Can't afford to lose beyond
One, slash one slash
My teacher six incher man
Said, "Sit son"
And let me tell you I heard it
When I don't it
It wadn't no way to word it
Got my feelings and
By the, bullet of bad, the of sad
Songs to you long for
mom and your dad
Plaid class with polka
I hope you mad
Back up mama
I'm about to

Yup, we ain't funkin' around
No, you want to see me clown
No, tomorrow sounds right now

People have ya party, but don't be late
It's to bounce, rock, roller skate
Bounce, rock, skate
Hey sexy Mama, no time to waste
It's time to bounce, rock, skate
Bounce, rock, skate
your partner, roll around
And feel the sound, ah
People have ya party, don't be
It's time to bounce, rock, skate
Bounce, rock, roller

While Scotty is La Pookie is skeeming
to you still live in my name-go
While you I'm dreaming
I'm Tylenol PM, you to the same thing
Everyday like
Never try to be but that what you're being
One nation under the should be the rule
Wether man or young lady
Begins or grade school
Silence before violence, nine out of ten times
The quietest is the

Bumplin' your privates
Daddy Fat Sacks can I have back, naw
Ooh, you're a playa,
Ohh, your ball
Got me out
In ya book my name was crossed out
Went from starting the second
Now in the dog
Remenicing, the was missing
of arguements
You think about the and kisses
If this is, something, for you to think
You better bounce, rock, skate

Yup, we ain't just around
No, you don't want to see me
No, tomorrow sounds right now
Yup, we ain't just funky but

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