Luyện nghe bài hát Match Of The Day

1]
It's the Killers baby yeah that's me, these hoes wanna know what I'm 'bout
cuts all on my neck and on my wrist and in my mouth
Do's open, do's close, where's the camera I'll strike a
I'm still on elbows, in eighty-threes and eighty-fo's
The gangsta slab is what I flip, woodgrain is what I
That purple drank is what I sip, in my cell phone keep a
I'm talkin bid'ness I put it down, I'm blades and I'm poppin shrooms
I'm from the of that fry smoke, got plex I got the pump
Weighted trunk and chunk the deuce, keep it movin I'm on the
I'm on the hunt for some one night love, believe that it's goin down
Money and hoes, and clothes, diamond rings and ice grills
we keep it trill, and hold it down baby what's the deal

Tonight, you and I go off the wall and tomorrow
We'll watch of the day
Baby, you go off this thing for so
You and I are to Croke Park tomorrow
To the match of the day
Everyone,
Watch the of the day, day, day, day, day, day, day!

[Verse 2: John
We put them 47 inch jelly screens in Escalade
We po' that drank straight up like it's that Kool-Aid
We like girls that eat it up and never be afraid
While you cry but ask how givin up the fade
Ye ain't got screens if ain't touch screen
with the removable screen, lookin on the scene
When hoes see me sayin everybody ain't able

Tonight, you and I go off the wall and tomorrow
We'll watch of the day
Baby, you go off this for so long
You and I are going to Croke tomorrow
To watch the of the day
Everyone,
Watch the of the day, day, day, day, day, day, day!

3]
I got a deep up on my neck and sno-cones up in my ear
A ice tray up in my mouth, I'm lookin like a chandelier
You can call me the ice man, I cause a every time I breathe
Posted up on that Lee, with Big Mix and my boy Lil' Heat
Where's the drank I'm runnin low, Cabbage Head told me a drought
But not to worry never doubt, I'll go to the doctor with a cough
It's baby that's my name, fly like a plane what it do
I drop the top of my potnah and chunk the deuce to that boy Gooch
Just like a midget I'm sittin low, and a snail I'm crawlin slow
Where's Mike, where's Bawdy, he on the ducked on the low
Yeah I like my music slow, yeah I my train mud
I'm chopped up by Thomas Craper, it's the Killers baby that's what's up

Tonight, you and I will go off the and tomorrow
watch match of the day
Baby, you go off this for so long
You and I are going to Park tomorrow
To the match of the day
Everyone,
Watch the of the day, day, day, day, day, day, day!

Tonight, you and I go off the wall and tomorrow
We'll match of the day
Baby, you go off thing for so long
You and I are to Croke Park tomorrow
To the match of the day
Everyone,
Watch the of the day, day, day, day, day, day, day!