Luyện nghe bài hát Indian Carpet

Timabaland's infamous
me to assemble this flow with limitless style
For all man, woman and child
I no perimeter
Break all barriers in areas
My is mimicked
prime minister, some say sinister
None stoppin' the groove when it's
The climax, some niggas is bitin' my hot
And followed my drum pattern, but I done

It's time to change, get deranged
Feels strange
Follow me through gravel and trees
From mountains to plain, to thunder and black rain
Through the state of Utopia
up to the sounds of that man Timbaland
Five Mexican bitches us
Belly dancin', sayin', "Hell, he's handsome" in
We was fine until the vanished
Then and fire, to an opium
Higher I ever been in my life
Heard throughout the night like

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

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

It's yours my, gift to you, to do what you
But I suggest you do what you do to make the move
I hear you dude, and me a barrel of fruit
But ears heavenly, when I sit in this chair and produce
Then my darkened
I felt the power rush throughout my apartment
And the glance like

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

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

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

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

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

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