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

When the booms bye close, yo we got to it movin'
When your shorties act up, aiyo, we got to it movin'
When the get hot, straight up, we got to keep it movin'
shit just don't stop, yo, son, yo, we just 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 eyes out for spies, out in our cipher
All man trifler, if I'mma take a life, then die of lifer

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

a rest blood, let me take watch of the battlefield
Mr. Ripper MP, do kill
Any and every enemy we
Don't the forefront of the industry
'Cuz your man makes the brain, soothin'
elevation, so we gotta keep it movin'

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

dusk to dawn, I get it on wit the world
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, less my right

Under my pillow or right me
Nightmares scare me, but what happens at night, got me leary
So me, 'cuz I'm like the ones that truce
Wit somethin' in the mid section for

I reckin' you, take a or two
To recollect for a few, while I wit my crew
And keep it 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
it's cee lo, bank is low, we got to keep it movin'
When the dough run out, straight up, we got to it movin'
the stash is gone, aiyo, we got to keep it movin'

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 home protection

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

Kinda it for a sec, 'cuz I snap now and then
Every since the beast threw his to my chin
Now, I'm livin' wit the for the fuzz
Pullin' off the buds on the corner wit a of hooded thugs

Whose the herb of the day? Don't and pay to the cause
keeps us high all day, I rip the pocket, O G C did the shootin'
This milli's blown, so we got to keep it movin'
Keep it movin', we got to it movin'