Luyện nghe bài hát Giggles

Aiyyo somethin' somethin' got you caught up in digs
It's me why you wanna pimp today
Two made the boy yeah
Now helpless he's 'cause he full of giggles

You gonna need more an iron
To stretch out ya
You startin' so ordinary and me map me out for
You got the for the flavor for the giggles

Who got the is the jam of December, hey
I remember we specifically
in grammar school days it's me the E's M T
Totally and directly wonder than too fresh and nuttin' really else today

It was my accent and where I came from that ya hate
The 'N' Levi's, Pumas, struggle Adidas
Some say I'm with the 'cause I didn't have the ladies
No R E F P's, the T as we can't get no punanny hittin' them daily

No I roll with the squad so hard and makes
You catch an erection, relax man
I don't allow you to put out actin' on if the direction
So it's prop yo what's up man, hah

So if ya were thankful I see 'cause the paper
murderin' like the a lovin' now the news Rodney King is
Now with the double comin' through your speakers
Remember durin' steebers why don't you get speakers teetered

Who got the
You got the giggles, got the giggles
Everybody got the
Who got the
You got the giggles, they got the
got the giggles

Now ya wanna be down you around
gun of the town you gotta dig my sound
It like everybody's jumpin' on the bandwagon
Her money grabbin' a chick is a suburban

I wasn't all of that rappin' but is now
What's the matter? Ya milkin' a freakin' cow
Cat guns yo' Tennessee, here kitty, kitty,
Here pussy, pussy, pussy, cat

You start to smell one all you really are was the head
I wanna give a out to those who try and curse
My fave for balackin' gat you funny though shall, shall,
Leave the play these are the things we can do without, huh

So this all about man?
Just when I I was chillin' with my Lee's
And my seeds and my pro kicks
My style was so deaf won't even make it fresh' he said

So now I need my that 'Bite neck' Fred
It's that ya mess with it's just stitches that I
the clip for go twenty four carat lead
Her double puttin' 'G' at her head rapow, you're dead

Who got the
You got the giggles, got the giggles
got the giggles
Who got the
You got the giggles, they got the
got the giggles

Who got the
You got the giggles, they got the
got the giggles
Who got the
You got the giggles, they got the
Everybody got the

You havin' the giggles to the huh
The hiccups the kinda
That makes ya come up
In face and throw up you're totally smuck

You feelin' dirty and quitter you or either a home or hitter
Much more like Peter but couldn't her pick
in the middle with the rhythm, you're feelin'
Wish she trippin', you'll be with the aha, the giggles

Who got the
You got the giggles, got the giggles
Everybody got the
Who got the
You got the giggles, got the giggles
Everybody got the

Who got the giggles man? Who got the giggles
Who got the giggles man? got the giggles
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