Luyện nghe bài hát Kidnap U

Hey what you doin? (Wooooooh)
You (ooohhh)
Well let a come kidnap you, ya dig?" (ohhhh)
Scoop you up take you on a lil' adventure, ya (Yeaaaaaaaaaah)
Aiight I'm round

1 - Yukmouth]
She said her nigga to scoop her at the boxer
her for shrimp and lobster (uh-huh)
Rock her wrists out but he ain't a mobster
Yukmouth your best friend lover and your father
The baller, I'll be the first to you in the prowler (that's right)
Huh, I gon call ya like them niggaz that jock ya
Bitch I ain't gon follow ya like niggaz that ya (uh-huh)
Huh, I give ya space, call me up just to ya
ya boots break ya off proper
Get ya head doctor
Let me kidnap you, hold you for
No holdin' hands or romancin' just fuckin' to anthem
Poppin bottles and then some
I'm a boss like Tony and money make me handsome
The make them wanna fuck a nigga on the fluke
And them jewels make them bitches pop that coochie glue
So what you wan do? Barbeque a do?
I'll wheel through; steal you for a night, what's the deal (Whooo oh oh)

[Hook - Who]
Let me take you away to (Baby)
Baby done you wanna be (ooh yeah)
Let me you.
Let me you tonite (c'mon baby)
Do everything you wanna do (c'mon baby you want)
I jus wanna the nite with you (baby)
Let me you (yeaah)
Let me you tonite (ooohhh)

[Verse 2 -
She said her nigga used to her to the tropics
All of the diamonds
Prada boots he it, Gucci shoes he copped it
Now, the topic
You like the chronic or that hypnotic or ex pills, let's get it
I have you dancing don't stop it
Dropping of that chronic, hypnotic its logic
I put it deep in ya stomach and you run from it, cum from it
The pun ani get crushed pun done it
Ya man, ya husband, ya dude, ya
Need to cherish you got an ass like Beyonce
A face like Mya a like Free
Tits like the queen bee tattoos like eve, Bo!
Your man a he borin' out, tourin' out
Scoop you up at 3 in the ridin something foreign
And get ya wetter rain wen its pourin'
I bang, bang, bang six in the mornin'!

[Verse 3 -
Well it's the heartbreaker, Mac and Marc
at the large paper and spill ya pockets for me boss player (???)
I make em floss now make em think they'll toss
Take me shoppin' for jew-ells and in Las Vegas
I cause paper Nyce-tee ain't a
I drive the Benzo the back seat is where ya go
Pedal to the metal in stilettos
I will punch the shit bitch I'm still ghetto
22 inch mo them other hoes is so so
Me nolo trim's Louie bag logo's
Hah, federal is a no no
I can't stand you
So it the fuck up if your doe low
Your hoe, bitch, your wife, your fianc
Need to cherish you you got more wifes than chi
So let's pretend like we both got
Let's hop in the Ferrari and jump this party