Luyện nghe bài hát Get On Dis Motorcycle

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[Females voices

[Petey Pablo -
ready ..
Y'all ..
Y'all ..

[Verse 1 - Petey
One of the illest rhymers ever came outta Carolina, put this whole shit
on the map
back got two states, y'all crammed way to the back
and 'em up to the where the rest of 'em at (cause I can do that)
Granddaddy was real strong, daddy was in the
I was a bad motherfucker, retarded
Mentally institutionalized, the '85
Buildin tree houses (that the couldn't blow down)
Look at me now, it down
Doin it well, I ain't triple platinum yet (but ain't worry 'bout it)
I'm wearin the good damn crown, man I'm the
And reppin both states (back in Carolina)
Where the hell did you 'em? (boy is an animal)
His is incredible, style is bananas
I just go to the Grammy's and I don't care if I win
Just to say been god dammit (god dammit)

- Petey Pablo - 2X]
Get on dis
Get on dis
And that way you can wit a ... (y'all ready)

Get on dis
Get on dis
And get hips on in the big ass truck (y'all ready)

engine]

[Verse 2 - Petey
On the hurl and road, them big ass pot holes
Lay in a - old home, lay in a - doors
Car in the back yard, dog tied up
Ain't drove it in years, on nothin
crunk mosquito buckets, hot wood heaters
Hooked up Honda Accord, house speakers
Bag, phone and beeper, corduroys and
Pit Spike Lee's and them toe Adidas
You don't know shit Petey (Petey)
definition of the greasy, grimy and gritty
You really fittin to sellin for another nigga
Always lookin at me your trigger finger itchin
I give ya my best witness, when you come to handle business
You be ready to get it, cause I don't be bullshittin
I'm up into plastic bottles cause if I keep on feelin the way I'm
I'ma blow up in motherfucker

[Chorus - 2X - w/ ad

[Verse 3 - Bubba
Twenty-seven to my name, headed up
85 drunk, Petey still made me drive
Left off from LaGrange, through Squattenburg
On the way to High and my speech startin to slur
Better these sons of bitches, boy to move won't allow for me
To stop and say I'm sorry to this dude and this
It was just a little bump, you dented my Ferrari
Don't the law, shit is rented, look I'm sorry
All we have in the name of the south
Gave these ugly somethin to "Raise Up" about
But I'm unfulfilled, since my daddy still drivin
That fuckin school bus, know that Bubba still
I want me a label, want me a
Timmy can't it to me, Jimmy ain't spit it to me
Rest assure though, the day is
When old country boys ain't just playin, they coachin

Pablo - talking]
Get on dis ..
ready, get on dis motorcycle
[motorcycle engine], y'all
Get on dis ..
Y'all
Get on dis [motorcycle engine]
HEYYY!

- 2X