Luyện nghe bài hát oh No

[O.G. Ron C -
Uh,

[Chorus -
(So throwed)
I swared we don' y'all niggaz before
You must be if you think we ain't gettin' no
the remote screens fallin' trunk blows
Step up in the club starched down but stay
From that North to the South
Ron C chop it up, it slow

-Check,
The block gets..bled red a leg in a ant bed
My twanks a crippled girl turn her damn head
Hakim' a scene when I drop my screens
Got more green mean green sippin' a green cup of lean
in a green limousine, I myself
Might spit game to a nun just to test
Won't up a fo'
I'll throw up the fo'
Fa'sho I'll up to four
And bleeh blow up the
Whoa!, ice man
Like a man
Ice white the head-lights on a white van
As bright as a man
With a tan
Ice bright as the skin on Michael right hand, nigga
Goddamn ohh! I myself
I'm so throwed I need a mit to catch myself
How much you niggaz wanna bet you'll never get my
I'll rather a solo game of dice and bet myself
Whoa hold up Ron C I just won me a G
me I'm the nigga that wannabe's wannabe
i'm tellin' ya, ohh nigga I impress
So hoes on my dick I gotta stretch my belt
ya better go handcuff ya honey dip quick
My lips don' touched mo' female lips then
My car got more butter then a bunch of
I get chicks while you get and get dismissed
I get kissed like I was missle toe on christmas
Paul don' got diamonds embroidered on his kicks
Ron C is using platinum turntables for mix
I walk around with a chain that's bigger slick ricks
Warfare and 6 we never ride Rav 4
Ride Ac or Jag or maybe a ford
Ridin' round with a gat on the dashboard
Oh No!, sab war in through the backdoor