Luyện nghe bài hát No Doubt

Kick ass, nigga, on
Yeah, yeah, Hit Firing Squad
Nine, eight,

No doubt, no
Do your thing, do thing
No doubt, no
Do your thing, do your

Diggy Das M.O.P.
And that nigga
get it on what, what
Let's get it on yeah,

new year I got my crew here, let's get it on
Miggity money, money, yo, son, I got the bomb
See me swervan, through the
Black Suburban, puffing urban, wiggity wild and bourbon

See I'm learnin', I'm earnin'
Rapidly firin', that shit that the Ku Klux be burnin'
Who get stuck up or get fucked the fuck up?
Blucka, blowe, bitch, nigga your lucks up

Yo, I'm about to pull the out, thug out, but rub out
Head for my car, get blazed, the whole club out
Shit I set it for real I bug out
My trey mark making it possible for paramedics to the plug out

Yo, we just seep to be dug out
We the Ruffhouse
Keep one and a half, even while I'm at the thug house
Now your a one of a kind dude
dude, top of the line dude

Aiyyo, we giggity bug in here
All my people up in here, it's in here
figgity flying every fucking where
It's unfucking faitiggity tear out the frame
Diggity Das, Danz, Teflon and Lil Fame

No doubt, no
Do your thing, do your
No doubt, no
Do your thing, do your

Das M.O.P.
And that nigga
Let's get it on what,
Let's get it on yeah,

No doubt, no
Do thing, do your thing
No doubt, no
Do your thing, do your

Das M.O.P.
And nigga Teflon
Let's get it on what,
Let's get it on yeah,

Say hello to the bad guy, excuse me as I my N U Ts
No need to ask why, we the spot up
Hit 'em the uncut raw
be somewhat more advance with the product

You dealing with sacrifice, hardcore
All the love for these thugs that I'm to die for
family style, its deep, you catch us on these beats
But we should never be disconnected these streets

See my higgity hard times that bring forth these hard rhymes
Hard crimes, leave 'em hospitalized scar lines
Figgity far rhymes, my squad shines, turn to eat again
Motivated by cats who would never see the again

See him in the next life 'cause that's were gon' meet again
And if it goes down then you gon' bleed
Any ground I roam, I on it
Keep a with eight shots and my hand on it

Yeah, so let's on it, put my mans on it
Its the shit that make wanna land on it
The Higgity Hit and Firing Squad
We billin', ya, killin' ya, figgity feelin' ya till the next

No doubt, no
Do thing, do your thing
No doubt, no
Do thing, do your thing

Das M.O.P.
And nigga Teflon
get it on what, what
Let's get it on yeah,

No doubt, no
Do thing, do your thing
No doubt, no
Do thing, do your thing

Das M.O.P.
And that nigga
Let's get it on what,
Let's get it on yeah,