Luyện nghe bài hát Neck Uv Da Woods

This is, and Outkast
I'm

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

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

Smoke Mary, Mary,
Put a mean ass flow on top of bad
I through, intrude, move through distractions
Withstand hits and blows lose no traction

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

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

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

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

mc's better run for it
Don't come this way 'cause you walk on this side of the yard, (?)
And respect me for it to em
So me to lay it down and represent my neck 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 ain't 808 in the it ain't knock
If you round our neck of the you better stop
'Cause the people on the gonna show you where to drop, ahhhh

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

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

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

The D-U-N-G-E-O-N Family,
is but a dream, I mean a nightmare 'cause it's scarin' me
But I live, gotta give one O percent above the rest yeah
daddy fat sacks gon burst, and you know 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 of confused
City of forgotten fate, of the blues

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

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

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

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