Luyện nghe bài hát Neck Uv Da Woods

This is, Mystikal and
I'm

I'm out for the big bucks and NO
You stand it!
Make em the impact and I ain't even in Miami
Handlin' my man 'nem in Atlanta

And play me 'cause they know I bring the kinda shit you feelin
As I'm it
I'm like the NBA sore thumb on shop tech nine,
Bitch I'm for jammin'

Smoke Mary, Mary,
Put a mean ass on top of bad vocabulary
I bust through, intrude, move distractions
hits and blows don't lose no traction

I threw a round off flip flop flip flop at em
If a nigga clown then I'm going get the cannon
And the get God

up boy, don't be no fucked boy
Me and Guillotine we run some niggas in a big boy
Run boy, run that boy
where I'm a send you you can't come back boy

I bring flames to a four alarm
I wash him up and ring him out and him in the dryer
I hit the door, I'm him like southern band
And they always to find something to say about the brother man

I invent em flip em and em
Rhymes set you jumped like I poured King over ya
Guess what, is a stick up
me back my shit before I start pickin bricks up

Garbage better run for it
Don't come way 'cause you can't walk on this side of the yard, (?)
And me for takin' it to em
So expect me to lay it down and represent my of the woods

Yeah, like that, ha ha, yeah yeah
and Outkast, ha ha

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If it don't off in the club you can't rock
If it 808 in the trunk it ain't knock
If you round our neck of the woods you better
'Cause the people on the block gonna show you to drop, ahhhh

[Big
All a the heat rise to the beat
To nigga that spit that street fire
Mystikal, Andre and Big Boi takin' em out of the park like Mark
Sosa, you so so, you brown and small Toto

bitch made like Dorothy
You in a soroioty, I'm a call you Cocoa
Like candy, go sing a song with
But rhyming and double timing, is you sayin G?

I my thirteen shot I pray my style is drunken
And you know we doin' the big beat oh hell yeah it's be bumpin'
Givin' you somethin' to the block with, meet the cops with
My stamina's incredible so sucka try to stop this

The D-U-N-G-E-O-N Family,
Life is but a dream, I mean a nightmare 'cause it's me
But I live, gotta give one double O percent above the yeah
That daddy fat sacks gon burst, and you know that,

Yeah know that East never stop like that
All the way to

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Hey, what's name?
Andre 3000, the year to is already here
look beyond, sounds from the center of the sun
Reason for a gun, one

Strong in self-preservation
Aahh, OOF!
In the of confused
City of forgotten fate, of the blues

Street address Generation X
But Generation why high to the that I drink
on a new one
Walkin' in my silver boots, need a shoe horn and some church

What if I told you that even if you clocks?
Stops, time rewinds, see he finds
Then re-arrange and change things that's on mind
Would you swallow like wine or peanut butter?

Would you holler that I'm live and ask
Or take no and run for cover?

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