Luyện nghe bài hát Jamaican Joint

..Killa, Jones, Jones, Go

Clowns come around, pound pounds i pump in town
Do like House of Pain, Kriss Kross, around
down, stuntin style, over those I polly
Then merk-o from squalie, and Roberto Cavali mami
We feelin' scoobies, you stealin' them gucci's booby
Get it right, its Emilio Pucci, (hoochie)
Write for sci-fi, i'll be pipin' five pies, the cat like the nine lives
Ten halves, pies, ten cars, five drives, ten bars, fi-fi
That's thou, sha-na-na, bye bye
My fitted's tailored, joined by Chuck Taylors
On the with glocks, we sum thug sailors
You drinkin' old gold, rockin old gold
We in rose gold, at the Rose
Send you a of roses, we dun sold souls
Slow toes, im so cold, my dough
Killa!

Jim]
So get your parachute, and row your nigga
Signal your plane, yes we get on them and fly high
We fly high, bo! Bo! bo!
Now your row your boat nigga, and get your
your plane, yes we get on them planes and fly high
Bo! Bo! and fly high Bo! Bo!

So on this road to success, I grew up in the boat
closed by the jets
I learned my from the set, I took my oath to the death
I risked the quarter to bing, I bet this a ring
Cams from the 40th wing, the of harlem
And rat infested, them black po's in vests's
They stack most impressive, ride through Tana's
where them grams be found, breeze through the broadway side
And where they always reside, and so much raw yay, You know all them boys be
them sirens and guns, all the noise be outside, And yes we scour the slums
You know our toys be outside, co-co boy to ride, Five-hundred on the block
the ones when we ride on the block, them bow's for the rocks
Look i came up from that, cookin' that came crack
New boys shinin' man, New York's ryder man, look how I Damn!

[Chorus:
So get parachute, and row your boat nigga
your plane, yes we get on them planes and fly high
We fly high, bo! Bo! bo!
Now your row your boat nigga, and get your
your plane, yes we get on them planes and fly high
Bo! Bo! and fly high Bo! Bo!

[Juelz
I'm a, boy shotta, born poppa, y'all liars, notta
I squeeze more fire, call
that, pumper squeeze, yeah that, pumper be
Shoved in your mouth for all the fuck-a-ree
We move the toon boy, we shoot'em and move boy
Yes you could say we are the Rudest of boys
Move that, do that, that girl, who dat who dat who dat girl
I wanna meet her, i wanna see her, i skeet skeet
I wanna juice girl
good, pimpin good, livin' good, shit is good, test me, lets see
I wish a nigga (aye)
Y'all is a waste, when i spark clips is a waste
When alcoholics spit in your face, quick get a
Nigga i ride, how i drive, how i fly, sky, ha ha ha im hot
So high, so fly, float by, oh why, oh my, and i dont why
Whoaa...

[Chorus:
So get parachute, and row your boat nigga
Signal your plane, yes we get on them and fly high
We fly high, bo! Bo! bo!
Now your row boat nigga, and get your parachute
Signal your plane, yes we get on them and fly high
Bo! Bo! and fly high Bo! Bo!