Luyện nghe bài hát La-Di Da-Di

To all the stupid and the rest
You are to witness something you've never witnessed before this
but ladies and gentlemen Kenny Muhammad and his lucky two of Little Jimmy
(impossible to this part)
in the place to be gonna show you how to do it for the year 2005
it, and are you sick all the mothers like in their world
because we need to continue to rock stop his cold to minimize the scene
cutting out all the lyrical because we know how to up-upload it
this is a Paul mix man we all wish underworld set this no moment
and ya'll know us that's we run into something like this

da-di-da-di we likes to party-party
We always causing trouble-trouble bothering
We are just some men up on the mic
we grab the pitch, YO WE GRAB THAT SHIT TIGHT
Fuck all-a-y'all going to Hell
Just keep on and enjoy yourself
'Cause cool when you cause a cozy-conditionin'
That's what we create, that be our mission
So listen close to we say
Because (WHAT) type of shit happens every day (WHAT)
this type of shit happens DAY (WHAT)
THIS TYPE OF HAPPENS EVERY DAY

I woke up two in the MORNIN'
Did a lot of COKE, strechin',
into the BATHROOM to wash UP
Put the soap on my and my hand on my crotch
Said, mirra-mirra on-on the wall, who be that top-choice them all?
There was a
Five it lasted. The mirror said...

You are you bastard!
Well that's true, why we never have no beef
And so I off the soap and brushed the gold teeth
Change my clothes, my hair
I busted out the brand new Gucci
And for all the little girls that I might take home, we
The Johnson's baby and the Polo cologne
Fresh like a million dolla's
I wore the high and pop the flat colla'
out the crib, stopped short
Ahhh, nawww shit, God
SHIT I MY FUCKING CANGO

Dammy-dilly-dally, me run into an
Got me busted me old girl Shaniqua from the valley, (uhh-huhh)
God damn played hard to get
So I said, up girl, you look like shit
Don't cry, dry eye
Sally tells her momma, you all better tonight
Because her mom stepped up behind
Hit her in the FACE, her in the EYE
Punched her in the BELLY, on her FEET
Slammed the on the hard concrete
Oohhhh BITCH was STRONG, GONE
Something seemed WRONG, now is going on
I tried to it up, I said, stop it, leave her
She said, if I can't you, she can't eitherrrrrrrrr

She grabbed me hard, grabbed my
I broke out I had the chicken pox
Momma gave chase, she us quickly
She put her finger in the face of Little Jimmy and said,
Why you give me some play
Stop avoiding me you is gay
I wet my pants you say
Oohhh bitches love me cause they that I can (beat box)
Jimmy, Jimmy, Jimmy, you see
your words just hypnotize me
I your faggy ways, I guess that's why you're always getting laid
Oohh on and on and on and on and... (WORD) (SHAKA-ZULU)

I said, (PLAYED OUT) I'm gonna her a kiss
I said, you can't have me, I'm too young for you
She said, no you are not, she starts crying
I said, I'm 18 and she says lying
Seriously, go ask my
And with your pussy, you can't be my loverrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
POW

Okay people, talking about Kenny Muhammad
The Orchestra, I'm not jokin' ya know
He's wicked, livin', he's vibin'
With the verbal beatery
criminal, top of his category
That's a little something special for Mindless CD