Luyện nghe bài hát Mood Swing

(*talking*)
Ghetto Status go, hey

If any of them was on top, he's the throne there's a new
So watch what you doing, I'm a mood swing
Your lip gon get stiffed, get my drift better move
My till it hit your lip, and it's blue as a mood ring
That's just for assuming, can't throw the up
Or standing over you saying, that famous cool by Tucker
Tough luck, I'm the of hustler
Gun to me and my brother, niggaz adjust the
Combination to the safe, I am the magnet
You got some money it, cause we coming to grab it
You got a tight B, put it up in a bag kid
Put me in a jacket, I straight jack it
Yeah nigga Chamillionaire, he got the baddest
Hoes from the left side, to the side of the atlas
get in the palace, and see how big the pad is
Make another wish, Ms. your heels like Alice
And if I do let you in, you get no cabbage
You gon see the entrance to the bedroom, and see the
And after that Ms.,
a exit in the front, and a exit in the rear
Pick the closest one near,

Hey niggaz taking shots at Rasaq, and hope I
You little peons, don't me yawn
get peed on, or get my N-U-T on
The top of lips, like a dunk coming from Keyon
You just be gone, cause when I pop the neons
In the trunk, I'm prime-time like
Get off my ding-dong, niggaz cling on
My balls and bounce back and fourth, like ping pong
I set the V on, twenty inch
And them 21's, your honey come and sing
Big swangas and vogues, spit game to hoes
They addicted, like things in they nose
The God of the gutter, I my way out
Only to get lost and tossed, back in
Now I'm back in the hole, like ballas and a putter
And I only wanna touch this green, but this man with a stick
Keeps knocking me, away from that
Till I lay in a ditch, and they don't come get me
They just get another me, and keep a stick, damn