Luyện nghe bài hát Get Loose

Yeah, haha. It's Webby. Yeah.
on the beat.
I get loose,
I get loose.
You what I mean?
I'm good,
good.
Uh huh, yeah. Yeah.

It's human dictionary,
Webby's rapping A to Z.
Never to play with me
The is never rated G.
My is indescribable
So nobody can me.
Get with a bottle of goose,
Rollin' an of weed.

to me,
Then I'm for war.
'Cause I'm a
So you know I'm to carry a sword.
In the lead,
So my competitors at the score.
While I'll be gettin' high like
And Ford.

Immature,
Yeah,
But I that heat.
Molten off the top,
Baby, peak.
I just up my sneaks,
And I stomp beat.
the butcher
Don't even know if you want beef.

I get like the crotch of my jeans.
So when I rap.
Can't tell what a lot of it means.
But I be to the top
By any means.
With that audio crack
I got for the fiend.

I get loose,
In the
And I'm at it again.
So get for the show
Baby gather friends.
It's foul mouth white boy
to offend
Everybody I can.
my pad and a pen?
I get
the flow
air to my words.
CT on my back,
And I rep it for sure.
Anybody and can tell
my turn.
So I'm a show people why Webby's
The in the burbs.

I roll the like Jumanji,
No Williams,
But have a pack of animals
Stampeding through lobby.
I'm the son of Zeus,
spit it godly.
I'm a fella,
the roll of Tommy.

With a couple of
In my
And a
be wallin' out of control.
I dare you to stop me.

I'm
Than origami.
fists,
I'm the of Gandhi.
be wack,
I'm of the pack,
I'm tracks.
Etc, you in the ring,
I'm you back.

You'll be lucky if you
with head attached.
When I attack the system
With these tracks.
Stay loose with the on my boots,
proof,
That ain't dead,
It evolved to new.
So call the
And bring out the tanks.
'Cause that's all she
Diary of Frank.

I get loose,
In the
And I'm at it again.
So get ready for the
Baby your friends.
It's that foul mouth boy
Back to
that I can.
Where's my pad and a
I get
the flow
air to my words.
CT on my back,
And I'm for sure.
and everybody can tell
my turn.
So I'm a show people why Webby's
The in the burbs.
Yeah.