Luyện nghe bài hát Neck Uv Da Woods

This is, Mystikal and
I'm

I'm out for the big bucks and NO
You can't it!
Make em feel the impact and I ain't even in
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 thumb on pawn shop tech nine,
I'm known for jammin'

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

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

Knuckle up boy, don't be no boy
Me and we run some niggas in a big truck boy
Run boy, run that boy
Bitch where I'm a send you you can't come 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 blowin' him like band
And they tryin' to find something to say about the brother man

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

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

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All a the heat to the beat wise
To that nigga that spit that street
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
candy, go sing a song with Brandy
But rhyming and double timing, is you sayin G?

I take my thirteen shot I my style is drunken
And you know we doin' the big beat oh hell yeah it's 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 D-U-N-G-E-O-N Family,
Life is but a dream, I mean a nightmare 'cause scarin' me
But I live, gotta give one O percent above the rest 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 your
3000, the year to fear is already here
Must look beyond, from the center of the sun
Reason for a gun, one

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

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

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

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

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