Luyện nghe bài hát Neck Uv Da Woods

This is, and Outkast
I'm

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

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

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

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

Knuckle up boy, be no fucked boy
Me and Guillotine we run some in a big truck 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 him out and throw him in the dryer
I hit the door, I'm blowin' him southern band
And they always tryin' to find to say about the brother man

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

mc's better run for it
Don't come this way 'cause you can't walk on 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 trunk it ain't
If you our neck of the woods you better stop
'Cause the people on the block gonna you where to drop, ahhhh

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

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

I take my thirteen I pray my style is drunken
And you know we doin' the big oh hell yeah it's gonna be bumpin'
Givin' you somethin' to the block with, meet the cops with
My stamina's incredible so sucka don't try to 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 O percent above the rest yeah
That daddy fat gon burst, and you know that, YEAH

Yeah know that East Point stop like that
All the way to

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Hey, your name?
Andre 3000, the year to fear is already
Must beyond, sounds from the center of the sun
for a gun, only one

Strong in self-preservation
Aahh, OOF!
In the State of
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, a shoe horn 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
you swallow like fine wine or peanut butter?

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

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