Luyện nghe bài hát One Beer

I get no kick champagne
Their alcohol thrill me at all
So tell me why it be true?
I get a out of brew

There is only one beer
Rappers screaming all in our ears like deaf
Tempt me, do a on the label
Eat up all MC's and drink 'em under the table

Like on me, put it on my tab, kid, however you get there
Foot it, cab it, iron horse it, you leaving on your face
I crush the mic hold it like the heat he might it
Told him tell they stole it, he her he lost it
She him get off it and a bunch other more shit

Getting money, DT's be no new leads
It's he eating watermelon, stay spitting new seeds
It's the weed, me some of what he's drooping off
Soon as he wake up choking like it was whooping

The group been soft, first at the open bar and their trooping off
He went to go and get some head by the side road
She asked him to her derriere, it read
To wide load, this yard bird taste like toad
love villain take pride and code words

Crooked eye nerd geek with a cold heart
Probably be speaking in rhymes as an old fart
how to eat, to dine by the pizza guy
No, he's not too fly to skeet in a eye

And squeeze her thigh, maybe giver her curves a
And the same way she feel it she flow with nerves of steel
They call him super when they need their back or fixed
Powers only one left, the pack in six
Whatever happened to two and

A hood tried to slide with and five and got caught
Like, you doing G?
Don't make 'em have to get like truancy
Matter not for nothing right now you and me

Looser than a pair of Adidas, I hope you bought spare tweeters
MC's sound cheerleaders
Rapping and dancing like Red Head
Dude, can we do this thing again no how be blinging

You do it for the hubbies
Seeds know what it is like it's time for Telletubbies
Few can do it, even can sell it
Take it from the dude who wears mask like a helmet

He plots shows like
In and out, one, two, three, no please
Run the cash and you get a wet sweatshirt
The mic is the shootie, nobody move, get hurt

heat, like the boy I'm going to war
Came in the door and everybody on the
A string of jobs like we are on tour
Every night on the score coming to your corner