Luyện nghe bài hát Neck Uv Da Woods

[intro -
This is, and outkast
I'm

I'm not for the big bucks, no way God dammit
You can't it!
Make em feel the and I ain't even in miami
Handlin with my man in atalanta
And they play me 'cause they know I the kinda shit you feelin
As I'm it
I'm like the nba sore thumb on pawn shop nine,
Bitch I'm known for
mary, mary, mary
Put a mean ass on top of bad vocabulary
I bust through, intrude, move through
Withstand hits and blows lose no traction
I threw a round off flip flop flip flop at em
If a nigga comin clown then I'm going get the
And the get God
Knuckle up boy, don't be no boy
Me and we run some niggas in a big truck boy
Run flat boy, run boy
Bitch where I'm a you you can't come back boy
I bring flames to a alarm fire
I wash him up and ring him out and him in the dryer
I hit the door, I'm blowin him southern band
And they always to find something 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, this is a up
Give me back my before I start pickin bricks up
Garbage better run for it
come this way 'cause you can't walk on this side of the yard, (? )
And respect me for it to em
So expect me to lay it down and my neck of the woods

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

[hook - x 2
If it bump off in the club you can't rock
If it ain't 808 in the it ain't knock
If you round our neck of the woods you stop
'cause the people on the block gonna show you where to drop,

[big
All a the rise to the beat wise
To that nigga spit that street fire
Mystikal, andre and big boi takin em out of the like mark mcgwire
Sosa, you so so, you brown and small toto
You're bitch like dorothy
You belong in a soroioty, I'm a call you
Like candy, go sing a song with
But rhyming and double timing, what is you g?
I take my thirteen I pray my style is drunken
And you know we doin the big beat oh hell yeah it's be bumpin
Givin you to beat 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 it's scarin me
But I live, gotta give one double o percent above the yeah
That daddy fat sacks gon burst, and you that, yeah

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

x 2

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 believer in
Aahhhhh, oof!
In the of confused
City of forgotten fate, of the blues
Street address x avenue
But y high to the point that I drink
on a new one
Walkin in my silver boots, need a shoe horn and some socks
What if I you that even if you made clocks?
Stops, time rewinds, see he finds
Then re-arrange and change that's on your mind
Would you swallow like fine or peanut butter?
Would you holler that I'm and ask another?
Or take no and run for cover?

x 3