Luyện nghe bài hát Giggles

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

You gonna need than an iron
To stretch out ya
You so ordinary and me map me out for sprinkler
You got the fever for the for the giggles

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

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

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

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

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

Now ya wanna be you come around
gun of the town you gotta dig my sound
It seems like jumpin' on the bandwagon
Her grabbin' a chick is a suburban dragon

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

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

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

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

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

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

You ever the giggles to the huh
The the kinda hiccups
That makes ya wanna up
In your face and throw up you're totally

You feelin' dirty and quitter you neither or either a or hitter
Much more Peter but couldn't beat her pick
Caught in the middle with the rhythm, you're
Wish she trippin', you'll be with the aha, the giggles

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

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