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

When the booms bye close, yo we got to keep it
When shorties act up, aiyo, we got to keep it movin'
When the spilly get hot, straight up, we got to it movin'
When shit just stop, yo, son, yo, we just got to keep it movin'

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

I control the stress, ease off roll off the set, get wit Tek
Walk around again wit Mr. Brown and his Jamaican
to sleep again, unless I want my life to end

Take a rest blood, let me take watch of the
Mr. MP, do these'll kill
Any and enemy befriended we
Don't the forefront of the industry
'Cuz your man the brain, feel soothin'
Constant elevation, so we gotta it movin'

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

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

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

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

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

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

ass, niggas, want beef wit the ruckus in us
Pawn box that ass and ya back to ya sender
all about reality
Now, follow me, into the of a high mad man
all swollen, blood drippin' from my hand

Kinda lost it for a sec, 'cuz I now and then
Every the beast threw his glock to my chin
Now, I'm livin' wit the for the fuzz
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 all day, I rip the pocket, O G C did the shootin'
milli's gettin' blown, so we got to keep it movin'
Keep it movin', we got to keep it