Luyện nghe bài hát K.I.M. (Keep it Movin)

When the bye close, yo we got to keep it movin'
your shorties act up, aiyo, we got to keep it movin'
When the spilly get hot, up, we got to keep it movin'
When shit just don't stop, yo, son, yo, we got to keep it movin'

Who's that at my door?
Hope it's a friend of me we at war wit the enemy
We keep eyes out for spies, out in our
All man trifler, if I'mma take a life, then die of lifer

Unless I the stress, ease off roll off the set, get wit Tek
around again wit Mr. Brown and his Jamaican friend
Never to sleep again, I want my life to end

Take a rest blood, let me watch of the battlefield
Mr. Ripper MP, do kill
Any and every enemy we
believe the forefront of the industry
'Cuz your man makes the brain, feel
Constant elevation, so we gotta keep it

Now, when ya set hot, we got to keep it movin'
And it's time to get dough, we got to keep it movin'
It's time to big up the spot, kid, so get it movin'
let these heads know, time to get it movin'

From to dawn, I get it on wit the world
I face drama trace from me, back to my Momma
So to be a man, the plan is to sit
Where I lay my to rest, at night, less my guns right

Under my pillow or right me
don't scare me, but what happens at night, got me leary
So fear me, I'm like the ones that truce
Wit somethin' in the mid for protection

I reckin' you, a second or two
To for a few, while I connect wit my crew
And it movin' and get rocks to bill
Blocks to seal, dome, ya big up to kill

When we on to the con game, yo, it's got to keep it
When cee lo, bank is low, we got to keep it movin'
When the dough run out, straight up, we got to keep it
When the stash is gone, aiyo, we got to keep it

We comin' through, all you hear is ten boots
Got you in you're drawers, just starin', lookin', watchin'
What's our next move? it's not in you direction
'Cuz you you're fucked up and left home without protection

ass, niggas, want beef wit the ruckus in us
Pawn box that ass and shift ya back to ya
It's all reality
Now, follow me, the thoughts of a high mad man
Knuckles all swollen, blood drippin' from my

Kinda lost it for a sec, 'cuz I now and then
Every since the beast threw his glock to my
Now, I'm livin' wit the grudge for the
Pullin' off the buds on the corner wit a group of hooded

Whose the herb of the day? hate and pay to the cause
That keeps us high all day, I rip the pocket, O G C did the
This milli's gettin' blown, so we got to keep it
Keep it movin', we got to it movin'