Luyện nghe bài hát Neck Uv Da Woods

This is, Mystikal and
I'm

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

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

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

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

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

I bring flames to a alarm fire
I wash him up and ring him out and throw him in the
I hit the door, I'm blowin' him southern band
And they tryin' to find something to say about the brother man

I invent em em and send em
Rhymes set you jumped like I poured King Cobra ya
what, this is a stick up
Give me back my shit I start pickin bricks up

mc's better run for it
Don't this 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 neck of the

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

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

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

You're bitch like Dorothy
You belong in a soroioty, I'm a you Cocoa
Like candy, go sing a song Brandy
But rhyming and double timing, what is you G?

I take my thirteen shot I pray my is drunken
And you know we doin' the big beat oh hell yeah gonna be bumpin'
Givin' you somethin' to beat the block with, meet the with
My stamina's incredible so sucka don't try to stop

The Family, merrily
Life is but a dream, I a nightmare 'cause it's scarin' me
But I live, give one double O percent above the rest yeah
That daddy fat sacks gon burst, and you that, YEAH

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

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Hey, your name?
Andre 3000, the to fear is already here
look beyond, sounds from the center of the sun
Reason for a gun, one

believer in self-preservation
Aahh, OOF!
In the State of
City of fate, County of the blues

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

What if I told you that if you made clocks?
Stops, rewinds, see what he finds
Then and change things that's on your mind
Would you swallow like fine or peanut butter?

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

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