Luyện nghe bài hát Neck Uv Da Woods

[intro -
is, mystikal and outkast
I'm

I'm not for the big bucks, no way God dammit
You stand it!
Make em feel the impact and I even in miami
with my man 'nem in atalanta
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,
Bitch I'm known for
Smoke mary, mary,
Put a mean ass on top of bad vocabulary
I through, intrude, move through distractions
Withstand and blows don't lose no traction
I threw a round off flip flop flip flop at em
If a nigga comin clown 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 flat boy, run boy
Bitch I'm a send you you can't come back boy
I bring to a four alarm fire
I wash him up and ring him out and throw him in the
I hit the door, I'm blowin him like southern
And they always tryin to something to say about the brother man
I invent em em and send em
Rhymes set you jumped like I poured king cobra ya
Guess what, is a stick up
me back my shit before I start pickin bricks up
Garbage better run for it
Don't come this way 'cause you can't walk on this of the yard, (? )
And respect me for it to em
So expect me to lay it down and my neck of the woods

Yeah, that, ha ha, yeah yeah yeah
and outkast, ha ha

[hook - x 2
If it don't bump off in the club you 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 gonna you where to drop, ahhhh

boi]
All a the heat rise to the beat
To that that spit that street fire
Mystikal, andre and big boi em out of the park like mark mcgwire
Sosa, you so so, you brown and like toto
bitch made like dorothy
You belong in a soroioty, I'm a call you
Like candy, go sing a song with
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
you somethin to beat the block 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 'cause scarin me
But I live, gotta give one double o percent above the rest
That fat sacks gon burst, and you know that, yeah

know that east point never stop like that
All the way to

x 2

Hey, what's name?
3000, the year to fear is already here
Must beyond, sounds from the center of the sun
for a gun, only one
Strong in self-preservation
Aahhhhh, oof!
In the of confused
City of fate, county of the blues
Street address generation x
But generation y high to the point I drink
on a new one
Walkin in my silver boots, need a horn and some church socks
if I told you that even if you made clocks?
Stops, rewinds, see what he finds
Then re-arrange and change things on your mind
you swallow like fine wine or peanut butter?
Would you holler that I'm live and ask
Or take no and run for cover?

x 3