Luyện nghe bài hát Match Of The Day

1]
It's the Karma Killers baby yeah that's me, these hoes wanna 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 I'll strike a pose
I'm still ridin on elbows, in eighty-threes and
The slab is what I flip, woodgrain is what I grip
That purple drank is I sip, in my cell phone keep a chip
I'm bid'ness I put it down, I'm choppin blades and I'm poppin shrooms
I'm the land 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 love, best believe that it's goin down
and hoes, cars and clothes, diamond rings and ice grills
SwishaHouse we keep it trill, and hold it down baby the deal

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

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

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

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

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 Park
To watch the of the day
Everyone,
Watch the of the day, day, day, day, day, day, day!

Tonight, you and I will go off the and tomorrow
watch 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,
the match of the day, day, day, day, day, day, day!