Luyện nghe bài hát Grill Em

Don't stop, em (grill em) don't stop, grill em (grill em)
Don't stop, grill em (grill em) don't stop, em (grill em)
Don't stop, grill em (grill em) stop, grill em
Grill em, grill em, stop
This that get em sound, that get it down (down)
This two step we don't shake or spin around (no)
This that pick a clown size em up try ya
hate, grill em down, let me see you twist ya frown

1]
This that hard for real, off the charts my
Soon as you get to the lot ock (what) start to
Show that a deal and you got the heart of steel
Scared a clown stare em while the nigga park his wheels (do it)
Then to the club to show em you a party wrecker (wrecker)
Grill the bouncer cause he tryin to you extra (charge me extra)
But next minute he in a mob of heffers (what)
And give you a hastle at that Don detecter
and pat ya where, like a fag and queer (queer)
Give that fag a stare have that cracker scared (scared)
If he bout you can't wear ya hat in here
And that shit match ya gear (grill em, em)
aint made for playas in the club waving paper (nope)
This is for those stone playa haters
Who playa hate, spot the spot, place the place
And quick to lay a scrape or in ya bathing apes (ohh)
See I be on my
Cut you off while you with that P-Y-T (come here)
Grill a bartender cause he see I.D.
And they won't let you in that V.I.P. Grill em

This that get em sound, this get it down (down)
that two step we don't shake or spin around (no)
This that a clown size em up try ya luck
Playa hate, grill em down, let me see you twist ya
Don't stop, grill em (grill em) stop, grill em (grill em)
Don't stop, grill em (grill em) stop, grill em (grill em)
Don't stop, em (grill em) don't stop, grill em
em, grill em, don't stop

2]
This mobster shit (right) this Tupacalypse (right)
This that get in the club bub and pop shit (huh)
This that I'm here yeah watch ya bitch
He got, I got, hate on em cause he rockin it
What this think (grill em) we don't feel this chimp (grill em)
I don't this chimp (grill em) we got bigger nth's (grill em)
(Grill em, em) if he dipped in mink (what)
We goin wild and the crowd till he spill his drink (do it)
Relax you scrap (scrap) look I keep the piece (uhh huh)
We ain't tryin to keep the peace you can go ahead with (go head)
We got desserts macs that'll leave you dead and
Fat to skinny, small to tall, Spud Webber Shaq (whatever)
Act and get stupid, lets do it
Hands up if the DJ put the to ya music
Erratic and it (lose it) ohh no whoa yo
Go low and bows faster than Cupid (hey)
That's what a thug (bout) that's what thuggin bout (bout)
So that slouch a bad mother (shut your mouth)
They thought it was over you let the bluccas sprout
Clapped a few slugs for shouts the club get out