Luyện nghe bài hát Neck Uv Da Woods

[intro -
This is, mystikal and
I'm

I'm not for the big bucks, no way miss God
You stand it!
Make em feel the impact and I even in miami
with my man 'nem in atalanta
And they play me 'cause they know I bring the kinda you feelin
As I'm it
I'm like the nba sore thumb on shop tech nine,
Bitch I'm known for
mary, mary, mary
Put a ass flow on top of bad vocabulary
I bust through, intrude, move through
Withstand and blows don't lose no traction
I threw a round off flop flip flop back at em
If a nigga comin then I'm going get the cannon
And the get God
up boy, don't be no fucked boy
Me and guillotine we run some 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 fire
I him up and ring him out and throw him in the dryer
I hit the door, I'm blowin him southern band
And they always tryin to find 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 I start pickin bricks up
mc's better run for it
Don't come this way 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 don't bump off in the club you can't
If it ain't 808 in the trunk it knock
If you our neck of the woods you better stop
'cause the on the block gonna show you where to drop, ahhhh

[big
All a the rise to the beat wise
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 like toto
bitch made like dorothy
You belong in a soroioty, I'm a you cocoa
Like candy, go a song with brandy
But and double timing, what is you sayin g?
I take my thirteen shot I pray my 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 cops
My incredible so sucka don't try to stop this
The family, merrily
Life is but a dream, I mean a 'cause it's scarin me
But I live, give one double o percent above the rest yeah
That fat sacks gon burst, and you know that, yeah

Yeah know that east point stop like that
All the way to

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Hey, what's your
3000, the year to fear is already here
Must beyond, sounds from the center of the sun
Reason for a gun, one
Strong believer in
Aahhhhh, oof!
In the of confused
City of fate, county of the blues
Street generation x avenue
But generation y high to the point I drink
on a new one
Walkin in my silver boots, need a shoe horn and church socks
What if I told you that if you made clocks?
Stops, rewinds, see what he finds
Then re-arrange and 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 and run for cover?

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