Luyện nghe bài hát My Tone

[Chorus - voice] (background singer)
My
(Tell me do you it)
My southern
(Tell me do you it)
I'm girl
(Tell me do you it), OW!
(Tell me do you it)
jazzy
(Tell me do you it)
I'm so jazzy
(Tell me do you it)
Gettin
(Tell me do you it) OW!
(Tell me do you love it),

1]
Yeah, I'll be damned if I the slick son gun y'all seen
Walkin a swallowed up the pharmacy at Walgreens
Never did I her, sorry baby it was all clean
Who you think you dealin with?, Jimmy Mathis' offspring
Forty I was deep on the eighty I was
knock it out put on my and get the hell up out of there
You know a rapper's rule, in and out the snare
And as far as parting shots, wash that up out your hair (OH)
Stob block, block, Dodge Ram, got Knox
six twelves, four amps, sluts, what's hot
I told ya once hot shot, you braggin too hot
Reach that tool box, there is when the feud stops

2]
Papa was a Rolling Stone, but I'm a ballin
And I gotta flex the chain, or hit the mall to show ya
I hibernate a while and call ya when it's over
Don't know where I'm headed but pretty far from sober
Yeah I up in life, but wouldn't start it over
Cause said that God said he got a party for ya
And I'm a ya lord, every beat a heart I owe ya
It sounds a bit cliche but Bubba Sparxxx a (OW)
What you know about balin hay in that South heat
Very few roads are paved, still I do it for the
There's a a shit to lose, but there's even more to keep
If you feelin froggy baby, better look before you

3]
Baby it's the tone, that got me 'Georgia Dome'
Like Shondon, with Steven on the phone
Or maybe the slang, that got me gettin down my brains
on the plane, met chick in Fort Mayne
And you certaintly can blame the jazziest
But it's classy broad that get in the sauna
Bubba's just the slickest, how else is to word it
just plead my case, and then let y'all unveil the verdict