Luyện nghe bài hát My Hippy

Now I'm never to sleep again,
let's turn this to a ending evening.
"Pants his ass how did he get in?"
karma, I'm on the receiving end.
Never up like Mr. Pan,
bumpin old school like the on TV Land.
I'm warmin up but I need a fan.
You aint down with My gosh, hasta la vista man.
Cuz I aint this "grade A" out for nobody,
you can do what you do just don;t do to my party.
I'm already a regular in favor, a savior
I got my own flavor, I don't do it nothin your neighbor.
But I'm sure you that,
it's impossible to keep a if you rap.
Better not do that, give me every detail and it juicy.
Gotta the world about the movie, how you livin thoughtfully,
how you it so groovy, let em let em know.
IF YOU SEE ME IN YOUR SAY "WHAT'S UP MY HIPPY"
I SMOKE. "KILLY".
ALL WE DO IS ROLL PULL UP TO A DIFFERENT TOWN
WINTER, SUMMER, STORMIN, WE STILL GOT THE DOWN
AS A MUTHA FUCKA.
All we do is roll around, pull up to a town.
yelling "Hallelujah!", yeah they lovin the different sound.
The radio's Depression will soon be ending,
once I leave my on adolescence,
I'm just your type the text that you sending.
i i meant it, i don't need no edit.
I get it, I get it. it, I don't need any credit.
Remember it.
was I saying?
Somethin bout my
Cool.
(don't act like you see us now.)
(we're back!)
(it's lookin Woodstock again my hippy.)
IF YOU SEE ME IN CITY SAY "WHAT'S UP MY HIPPY"
I SMOKE. "KILLY".