Luyện nghe bài hát Keep On '99

It's 40 degrees out there
I know all you out there listening to sounds
Humping and a bumping out in jeeps
Well, ahh..y-you em Moe (fart sound)
That's right, and now, we're gonna hit you off
one from Redman, and uhh, it's about uhh
Well.. OOH OOH AHH AHH, he's gon', LET THE OUT

Ha, in it
Yo,
Now first of all I be the Doc blocks of hash
Alert your fag ass commisioner I harass because
Hood regulation is, no
If it's hot to your
Then it's hot to the patient
I'm in Da like Backspins on the mix,
I'm not a playa, but y'all me like I'm a pimp
These cars y'all about, the Doc already whipped
You to go downtown bitch, like The Shiznit
banging kok in the parking lot
I'm overdosing in a Amsterdam shop
And when you lust for music to bust
Trust nigga who bubble more than Alka-Seltzer Cold Plus
Static, niggas actin all
I'd smoke cabbage, in the chair getting tatted
My P.O. tried to violate me for the
Because I walked in the office rocking karats

Gonna ride in the with a freak tonight
Hope to God I don't have to pull the heat
But uhh, light up a L cause I'm a nigga for
Hustlers, got the that'll keep you high!
Voice]
Just gently place the balls, into the mouth, and ..
Gently, the balls into the mouth and.. HUMMMMM

Yo, I'm in local ghetto rolling a Corona Deluxe
Bitch you better hit the 40, a margarita!
Shit I still scam change out the parking
And get a bunch of pussies wet peanuts
Yes, a quarter-sacks, hut one two
My will keep the white boys sniffing glue
Hotter Champagne Rump Shaker Part II
Get dap the Mad Rapper, "Who da fuck are you?"
The Desperado, I'm cooler than Rollo
(Ay yo, what you hitting Doc?) I'm hitting up in the Tahoe
Gettin chickens fighting in the back of the
Say, "Fuck that!" if I'm a act to follow
("Fuck That!!!") Disagree I bring the gyro
right I spiral the hot shit that I know
[Eric
Then buy a six shot Eclipse with plastic

And get a bitch who love robbing shit!


It stop y'all, it don't stop nigga
You stop y'all, it don't stop nigga
I turn an independent woman back into a
a Jew rock a Dashiki and a KUFI
[Eric
I be the, Nutty Professor, style
Put rappers under pressure, no cooker

Rock it to a T. Booker,
You're straight up
I can't with pussy niggas who be scared as hell to push up
Too much money and, not time
It be, too many thugs and not nines
Hey hoe, here five-o, stash the blow
Stop sucking on my dick and on your Kenneth Coles
Sermon]
And we look around them niggas on my block

Ay yo them Def motherfuckers keeps it hot
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