Luyện nghe bài hát Gimmie One

Gilla House, take it from the top this ***

Yo, Redman 'Back In Business' EPM
D I drive, I gotta TV 'em
I tour New down, so B.B. King 'em
my way back home like E.T. finger

I rock the arena, you know the
Get high, get drunk, grab a *** and
Eat a meal, then back to the hood for more
Promotin' Red Gone with no backin

Doc get on the mic like Joe Jackson
*** feelinme for my accent
Talk a boss, I can't complain
I do it, it's big like Fulton in St. James

I got City, even D.C. ***
They all for me outta P.C. Riches
I like a pimp, but I'm far from one
Lil' Weez, I got army guns, gimmie 1, ***

1 and here the 2 to the 3 and 4
And here the 3 to the 2 and 1
(Gimmie 1, ***)

And comes the 2 to the 3 and 4
And here the 3 to the 2 and 1
(Gimmie 1, ***)

And comes the 2 to the 3 and 4
And comes the 3 to the 2 and 1
(Gimmie 1, ***)
And here the 2 to the 3 and 4

Yo, if you don't like me, *** you, I flex one
Doc got effects than Kung Fu Hustle
I'm uptown, the perk
Lookin cut clean, jeans, designer shirt

Redman fell off, the talks about?
I lettin y'all swim when the shark was out
Rollin red carpet out, it's
Me and em together is like Lil' Seymour and Big

I knew women from school that picked on me
Now I see em, all wanna lick on me
I hood down homie, like Bon Jovi
I can work the like he, Brian Mobley

City boy, my flow is on fire
Disagree, I go in mouth like Botox
Pick up Rock, ***, we all cool
Hit the highway and ask, is the CL ***

1 and here the 2 to the 3 and 4
And here the 3 to the 2 and 1
(Gimmie 1, ***)

And comes the 2 to the 3 and 4
And comes the 3 to the 2 and 1
(Gimmie 1, ***)

And here the 2 to the 3 and 4
And here the 3 to the 2 and 1
(Gimmie 1, ***)
And comes the 2 to the 3 and

Yo, style might be Parkay, but mine butter
*** can't break no bread, then why *** her?
I'm kinda homeboy, did I stutter?
I pop the umbilical cord on my

I jumped out the womb, I a whale
That's hard to harpoon, I more room
The hood love me, so I keep it real
I got handsome, but my is still ugly

Turn the treble out the and I'll jet
The lines in my rhyme is than Ikea
I stay on my grind, but when I come up with an
The year, is party over

It's 5 years I disappeared, but I'm
And tell Brown and em that I'm crack
my bozack, middle finger is up
I got your givin it up, gimmie 1, ***

1 and comes the 2 to the 3 and 4
And here the 3 to the 2 and 1
(Gimmie 1, ***)

And here the 2 to the 3 and 4
And here the 3 to the 2 and 1
(Gimmie 1, ***)

And here the 2 to the 3 and 4
And here the 3 to the 2 and 1
(Gimmie 1, ***)
And here the 2 to the 3 and 4