Luyện nghe bài hát Giggles

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

You gonna need than an iron
To stretch out ya
You startin' so and me map me out for sprinkler
You got the fever for the flavor for the

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

So now I need my that 'Bite neck' Fred
It's ya mess with it's just stitches that I thread
Loadin' the clip for go twenty carat lead
Her double days puttin' 'G' at her 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
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 ever havin' the to the huh
The hiccups the kinda
That makes ya come up
In your and throw up you're totally smuck

You feelin' dirty and quitter you neither or a home or hitter
Much more like Peter but beat her pick
Caught in the middle the rhythm, you're feelin'
she trippin', you'll be livin' 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, they got the
got the giggles

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