Luyện nghe bài hát Get On Dis Motorcycle

AH!

[Females voices

[Petey - talking]
Y'all ..
ready ..
Y'all ..

1 - Petey Pablo]
One of the illest rhymers that ever came outta Carolina, put whole shit
on the map
Went back got two states, crammed way to the back
and brought 'em up to the the rest of 'em at (cause I can do that)
Granddaddy was strong, daddy was in the Army
I was a bad motherfucker, slightly
Mentally institutionalized, the '85
tree houses (that the wind couldn't blow down)
Look at me now, it down
Doin it well, I ain't triple platinum yet (but ain't gon' 'bout it)
I'm the good damn crown, man I'm the president
And reppin both (back here in Carolina)
the hell did you find 'em? (boy is an animal)
His flow is incredible, is bananas
I wanna go to the Grammy's and I don't care if I win
Just to say I've been god (god dammit)

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

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

[motorcycle

2 - Petey Pablo]
On the hurl and dirt road, big ass pot holes
Lay in a - old home, lay in a - screen
Car in the back yard, dog chain up
drove it in years, sittin on nothin
Spit mosquito buckets, hot wood heaters
Hooked up Accord, with house speakers
Bag, phone and beeper, and sneakers
Pit Spike and them shell toe Adidas
You don't shit 'bout Petey (Petey)
Real of the greasy, grimy and gritty
You fittin to sellin drugs for another nigga
Always lookin at me like trigger finger itchin
I ya my best witness, when you come to handle your business
You better be to get it, cause I don't be bullshittin
I'm up plastic bottles cause if I keep on feelin the way I'm feelin
I'ma up in this motherfucker

[Chorus - 2X - w/ ad

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

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

- 2X