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
with my man 'nem in Atlanta

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

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

I threw a off flip flop flip 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 some niggas in a big boy
Run flat boy, run boy
Bitch where I'm a you you can't come back boy

I bring to a four alarm fire
I wash him up and him out and throw him in the dryer
I hit the door, I'm blowin' him like band
And they always to find something to say about the brother man

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

Garbage mc's 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 and represent my neck of the woods

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

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

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

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

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

The Family, merrily
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
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, what's name?
Andre 3000, the year to is already here
look beyond, sounds 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, County of the

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

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

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

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