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

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

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

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

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

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

Aiyyo, we getting bug in here
All my people up in here, rough in here
Bullets figgity every fucking where
unfucking faitiggity tear cats 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
get it on what, what
Let's get it on yeah,

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

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

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

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

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

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

Yeah, so expand on it, put my mans on it
Its the shit that flies wanna land on it
The Higgity Hit Squad and Squad
We billin', ya, killin' ya, figgity feelin' ya the next millennial

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

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

No doubt, no
Do your thing, do your
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,