Luyện nghe bài hát Match Of The Day

1]
It's the Karma Killers baby that's me, these hoes wanna know what I'm 'bout
Princess all on my neck and on my wrist and in my mouth
Do's open, do's close, where's the camera strike a pose
I'm still ridin on elbows, in eighty-threes and
The slab is what I flip, woodgrain is what I grip
purple drank is what I sip, in my cell phone keep a chip
I'm talkin bid'ness I put it down, I'm choppin blades and I'm poppin
I'm from the land of fry smoke, got plex I got the pump
trunk and chunk the deuce, keep it movin I'm on the prowl
I'm on the hunt for some one night love, best that it's goin down
Money and hoes, cars and clothes, diamond and ice grills
SwishaHouse we keep it trill, and hold it 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 going to Croke Park
To the match of the day
Everyone,
Watch the of the day, day, day, day, day, day, day!

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

Tonight, you and I will go off the wall and
watch match 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,
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 somethin a chandelier
You can call me the ice man, I a blizzard every time I breathe
Posted up on that South Lee, 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 Sryan 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 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, I like my train mud
I'm chopped up by Thomas Craper, it's the Karma Killers baby that's up

Tonight, you and I go off the wall and tomorrow
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,
Watch the of the day, day, day, day, day, day, day!

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