Luyện nghe bài hát Keep On '99

It's about 40 out there
I know all you out there listening to these
Humping and a out in your jeeps
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 blocks of hash
Alert your fag ass commisioner I harass because
Hood is, no infiltration
If it's hot to your
Then hot to the next patient
I'm in Da Bricks Backspins on the mix,
I'm not a playa, but hating me like I'm a pimp
These y'all talk about, the Doc already whipped
You 'bout to go bitch, like The Shiznit
Overseas banging kok in the lot
I'm overdosing in a coffee shop
And when you lust for hardcore to bust
Trust nigga who bubble more than Alka-Seltzer Cold Plus
Static, actin all dramatic
I'd rather smoke cabbage, in the getting tatted
My P.O. to violate me for the habit
Because I walked in the office straight karats

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

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

And get a gangsta bitch who 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 into a HOOCHIE
Make a Jew rock a and a KUFI
[Eric
I be the, Professor, style aggressor
Put rappers under pressure, no cooker

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

Ay yo them Def motherfuckers keeps it hot
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