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 even in Miami
with my man 'nem in Atlanta

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

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

I threw a round off flip flip 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 we run some niggas in a big truck boy
Run boy, run that boy
Bitch where I'm a 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 always tryin' to find something to say about the brother man

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

Garbage better run for it
Don't come this way 'cause you can't walk on this of the yard, (?)
And me for takin' it to em
So expect me to lay it 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 bump off in the club you can't
If it ain't 808 in the trunk it ain't
If you round our of the woods you better stop
'Cause the people on the block show you where 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 like

You're made like Dorothy
You belong in a soroioty, I'm a you Cocoa
candy, go sing a song with 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 it's gonna be bumpin'
Givin' you somethin' to beat the with, meet the cops with
My stamina's incredible so don't try to stop this

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

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

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Hey, what's name?
Andre 3000, the year to is already here
Must look beyond, 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 why high to the point that I drink
on a new one
Walkin' in my boots, need a shoe horn and some church socks

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

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

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