Luyện nghe bài hát Oooh!

Party people, dreams have now been fulfilled
Get your ass up and let's get ill, right y'all
We more than rough, we callin' your
And it comes to rhymes
(Brick city)

Yo, scandalize mine
I too much time
Straight talk with the to etch my line walk
Never for crime, halt, who goes there?

Yo, the squeeze of five fingers
Smokey the bear
Shinin' black like Darth caps
on stare

While we rockin' it, I'll in it
(Rock in it)
Like the ball inside the spray can
Providing coats
For child, woman and man

God bless the God, lay streets wall to wall
It go, oooh, oooh, oooh,
Yo, you got popped like a by that rivalry click
It went, oooh, oooh, oooh,

It ain't my fault ass is on the asphalt
Got chin touched by my fam
Who thought you harm, you see
I'm out like a glass of tea

Better yet, oatmeal
Y'all just to me
up and down the court
But I think you can D

Why try? be gettin' high
Luke was Luke Skywalk
Man, my topic of is sheddin' shame
All over your game like them who claim

That Afrocentric lovin' is the past
A life filled with (unverified) that's thugs love
Snatch you fast, that ass in the rug of your choice
While it muffles your

Now when I'm swimmin' through the joint, I put the on hold
'Cause if you don't, see the bubbles come up
We run up a tab and gladly add a little extra for
Flashy faces with bigger for that ass to kiss

Most are post current while we're forever
beats that's contagious, loved by all ages
Graduated from the you and I
Of hitters, for real

I got niggas in the streets blast your ass for the shine
And get, oooh, oooh, oooh,
Yo, if you a fat chick your fuck on tonight
Then go, oooh, oooh, oooh,

Yo, put your hands to the ground if you're lovin' our sound
Go, oooh, oooh, oooh,
Yo and to my broke niggaz on the corner me down
Go, oooh, oooh, oooh,

Yo, I swear Tommy get it, he done did me wrong
I had to buy more land, plant corn
Bust kernels on heat, work hard like
Set backs is get my ass to be hostile

the beat, top dollar defeat
Big moneys make the big
Keep hip hop alive, just an intermission
Back to the second half of the feature
Dick and fuck rap

I had a name for makin' paper since paper
Now, my coins join pounds of yen for play
While you broke reach drunk much quicker
You don't make enough to soak up all your liquor

from God to God damn
Damn God, killin' it
Should incorporate it, invest half a in it
Rap cats talk with no in it

Soundin' like virtual, this joint'll hurt you, yo
Twas the night before and my crib got robbed
(Shh, shh, shh, shh)
did a job

Took all my goodies out under the tree
Except the
Of shiny suit and flossin' M C's
Who fail at takin' it to rhyme

Man, you know, no wack poems get no play in our
You to not get nappy with me
Or else we gon' relax your
Let your conscious be

Yo, where my Wall Street niggaz, if ya up in the
Go, oooh, oooh, oooh,
To my women that'll throw they against they punk ass man
Go, oooh, oooh, oooh,

Yo, if you never been or stabbed
Brick city, go, oooh, oooh, oooh,
Yo, I gotta catch a cab to the lab so I can smoke
Oooh, oooh, oooh,