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
Princess cuts all on my 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 is what I sip, in my cell phone keep a chip
I'm talkin bid'ness I put it down, I'm blades and I'm poppin shrooms
I'm from the land of that fry smoke, got plex I got the
trunk and chunk the deuce, keep it movin I'm on the prowl
I'm on the hunt for some one night love, best believe that it's down
Money and hoes, cars and clothes, diamond and ice grills
SwishaHouse we keep it trill, and it down baby what's the deal

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

[Verse 2: Martin]
We put them 47 jelly 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 they ain't touch
with the screen, lookin mean on the scene
When hoes see me sayin everybody ain't able

Tonight, you and I will go off the and tomorrow
We'll watch 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 freezer 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 blizzard every 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 it's a
But not to worry dough never doubt, I'll go to the doctor a cough
It's Sryan baby that's my name, fly like a what it do
I drop the top of my potnah plaque and chunk the to that boy Gooch
Just like a midget I'm sittin low, and like a I'm crawlin slow
Where's Mike, Bawdy, he on the grind ducked on the low
Yeah I like my slow, yeah I like my train mud
I'm chopped up by Thomas Craper, the Karma Killers baby that's what's up

Tonight, you and I will go off the and tomorrow
We'll watch of the day
Baby, you go off this 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!

Tonight, you and I will go off the and tomorrow
We'll match of the day
Baby, you go off thing 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!