Luyện nghe bài hát Michael Knight

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I got a style for bump in ya face,
Greaseball ass nigga, Pontiac
Open and Shut
You Know, I'm till I die
Though I made an for the '69,
so off the line,
Coin side,
but no what, we heads up,
We in the yard, tell ya dawgs they
be of us,
We break it off like an gone bad
I ya jacuzzi with them groupies, make it a bird bath,
Miss me? No you didn't bitch, that bullshit, 'Miss me',
Tryna Spitta' name, tryna be, Miss Me,
All of that is to me, Silly rabbit trickery,
You only around my spot is where you wish to be,
to catch me sleepin by bein freaky,
But babygirl, let me be the to say it's not that easy,
I wasn't yesterday, nor later on that evening,
Just had to get that out the way and make the playing even

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And the view from the Rockin improve,
but I am yet to see a fuckin with the crew,
and far, saw it all, Wideframe,
Everything Wangs ain't a plane mayne,
Indo get rolled up car windows,
Avoiding the policeman Carl Winslows,
the blown in changed, and I am not mad
Ol'-Garbage-Bag need ta find a style fast,
It's written all over like a Dapper Dan,
Survive lands, cactus plants growin in desert sands,
Alive I stand, dead; though a nigga didn't die
I got highed up so I could the sky. . .

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