Luyện nghe bài hát May I

Now... who got the that makes ya bump?
And who got the bump that makes ya
Well, I got the funk that makes ya
So we gon this motherfucker right on up
Well a toast to the boogie while I step on in
So put your lighters in the air and let the kick in
I got the motion, the
and Priest hit the groove everything is in motion
We coastin through the and lookin around
And all of my homies on lock down, or underground
Man, I done found the only way to put mine down is to dip, skip with the homies from the Pound
Sup, Bow-Wow, how my feelin?
Oh, I'm on the money mission to get a full of millions
Sicilians, we do it mafioso
Doggy style, Pound, Death Row is the logo
I do it by my lonely cause I'm to the code
Plus I die with the homies cause all I really know
Who started with me, who departed me
thick and thin we heartless-ass G's
Regardless, see with biphocles, don't try the loco's
And y'all wonder why they despise my
I fooled you like crystals, rap spittin clips do
I dismiss you, me and my click, fool

May I (may... I), may I funk you?
(repeat x4)

To be a high rolla, you a pistola
And about a half a key of some Cola
Now I got older, I got a little colder
And I don't trip to get a chip off my nigga's
Maaann, dreams of a gangsta, like Cagney
or Bogie, but Snoop
Ain't no follower, man, I'm a general, so when I put it down I to be so orignal
I'm to bust, just like Daz Dillinger
But that's the homie,and I'm the big homie, Snoop Don Corleone
three words up in lightnin
As long as I'm bouncin this I know you likin this
Fo' sho tho, you take my photo
I'm layin or up DPG in a grey fo'do
Get pushed downtown in the back of a car
The R from the dirt to the stars

Well in verse three, the see?
part two, know when I start to plot there be a heart, too
And just the two of us, show you how we do,
I thought you we bust
I demolish, stay polished, got no to rust
No dividing, cause it's never too much, like Luthor
Cause ya see no loser
that can get the on the supa-dupa Snoop-a
I the tactics, you ain't used to drastics
I choose to mash Land Cruisers
You know I izzit the digga-dee, bomb-bazee
can't get with the D-O double G
You no o' me master ceremony
Runnin thangs, pullin call him Snoop pesci
Lessons, blessin', stressin' me
Don't wanna test me, I'm to let it rest, see?

x3

May I?