Luyện nghe bài hát Indian Carpet

Timabaland's infamous
Allow me to assemble this flow limitless style
For all man, woman and innocent
I have no
Break all in various areas
My sound is
prime minister, some say sinister
None stoppin' the groove until it's
The climax, some niggas is my hot hats
And followed my drum pattern, but I that

It's time to change, get more
more strange
Follow me gravel and shallow trees
From mountains to plain, to thunder and black rain
Through the state of Utopia
Woke up to the sounds of man Timbaland
Five bitches scopin' us
Belly dancin', sayin', "Hell, he's handsome" in
We was fine until the subtitles
Then and open fire, to an
Higher than I ever in my life
Heard cries throughout the like

Let's get 'em
they dance on Indian carpet
on, uh
Niggas act
While they on Indian carpet
on, uh
Let's get 'em
While they on Indian carpet

Ay yo, I up to a bowl of rice like the golden child
T.V. playin' the poltergeist, must been on overnight
I saw a strong of light, decided to walk to it
Could it be the son of Christ, I decided to to it
In the I heard music shoutin' beautiful calls
And I I heard a voice say

It's my, gift to you, to do what you choose
But I suggest you do what you do to make the move
I hear you dude, and me bein' a of fruit
But your ears heavenly, when I sit in chair and produce
my hallway darkened
I the power surge rush throughout my apartment
And the glance like

Let's get 'em
While dance on Indian carpet
on, uh
Niggas act
they dance on Indian carpet
on

Mag with a sense of purpose on purpose
you was eatin' collard greens I was eatin' these dreams
I stepped in dog shit and bit skid row
Only ice I had put it in my orange
What you know about livin' in a when it ain't no bars
Handcuffed no key, world denyin' your plea
A third-degree charge when it no crime
Twenty-six old and I got more time

overdue, baby on the way, low pay
Low rent for your mom, gotta get
Smoke, hate now, then you wanna talk about the
I'm tenth generation of that, out the womb with a hat
Polo on and with a gold tooth
I'm superman, I can spit from any booth
You and cold ass crew do what you do
Just Mag never feel good, I am the flu

Let's get 'em
While they dance on carpet
on, uh
Niggas act
While they dance on Indian
on, uh

Let's get 'em
While they on Indian carpet
act retarded
While they dance on Indian
on

Indian
While they dance on carpet
Indian
they dance on Indian carpet