Luyện nghe bài hát Keep On '99

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

Ha, in it
Yo,
Now first of all I be the Doc smoking of hash
Alert your fag ass commisioner when I harass
regulation is, no infiltration
If it's hot to crew
it's hot to the next 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 'bout to go bitch, like The Shiznit
banging kok in the parking lot
I'm in a Amsterdam coffee shop
And when you lust for music to bust
Trust that nigga who bubble than Alka-Seltzer Cold Plus
Static, actin all dramatic
I'd rather smoke cabbage, in the chair tatted
My P.O. tried to violate me for the
Because I walked in the rocking straight karats

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

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

And get a gangsta bitch who love shit!


It don't stop y'all, it stop nigga
You don't y'all, it don't stop nigga
I turn an independent back into a HOOCHIE
Make a Jew rock a Dashiki and a
Sermon]
I be the, Professor, style aggressor
Put rappers under pressure, with no

Rock it to a T. Booker,
You're shook up
I hang with pussy niggas who be scared as hell to push up
Too much and, not enough time
It be, too many thugs and not nines
Hey hoe, here come five-o, stash the
Stop sucking on my dick and slide on Kenneth Coles
[Eric
And everytime we look around niggas on my block

Ay yo them Def Squad motherfuckers it hot
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