Luyện nghe bài hát Giggles

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

You need more than an iron
To out ya wrinkles
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 we release specifically
Back in grammar days it's me the E's M T
Totally and directly wonder more than too fresh and nuttin' really today

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

No I roll the squad that's so hard and makes
You wanna catch an erection, man
I allow you to put out actin' on if the one's direction
So Pete prop yo what's up man, hah

So if ya were thankful I see 'cause the paper
Gettin' like the a lovin' now the news Rodney King is
Now the double list 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
Touch gun of the you gotta dig my sound
It seems like everybody's on the bandwagon
Her money grabbin' a chick is a dragon

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

You start to like 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 down are the things we can do without, huh

So what's all about man?
Just I thought I was chillin' with my Lee's
And my fellas seeds and my pro
My style was so deaf 'Thuggin' even make it fresh' he said

So now I need my tracks that 'Bite Fred
that ya mess with it's just stitches that I thread
Loadin' the for go twenty four 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, got the giggles
Everybody got the

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 the kinda hiccups
That makes ya wanna up
In your face and throw up you're smuck

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

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

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