Luyện nghe bài hát No Doubt

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Aiyyo, we getting bug in here
All my people up in here, it's in here
Bullets flying every fucking where
It's faitiggity tear cats out the frame
Das, Billy 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 nigga Teflon
Let's get it on what,
Let's get it on yeah,

No doubt, no
Do your thing, do 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,

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

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

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

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

Yeah, so let's on it, put my mans on it
Its the that make flies wanna land on it
The Higgity Hit and Firing Squad
We billin', ya, killin' ya, figgity ya till 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 thing, do your thing
No doubt, no
Do thing, do your thing

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