Luyện nghe bài hát Oooh!

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

Yo, don't mine
I spent too time
talk with the catch to etch my line walk
Never for crime, halt, who goes there?

Yo, it's the squeeze of fingers
Puffin' Smokey the
Shinin' like Darth Vader caps
on stare

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

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

It my fault your ass is on the asphalt
Got chin touched by my fam
Who you brought harm, you see
I'm iced out a glass of tea

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

Why try? Maseo be high
Luke was Luke Skywalk
Man, my topic of talk is sheddin'
All over your like them shorties who claim

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

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

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

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

Yo, put your hands opposite to the ground if you're lovin' our
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 plans to buy more land, corn
Bust kernels on heat, work hard wetbacks
Set backs is gonna get my ass to be

Rockwilder the beat, top dollar
Big moneys the big decisions
Keep hip hop alive, it's an intermission
Back to the second half of the feature
Dick and fuck rap

I had a name for paper since paper mache
Now, my dollar coins join of yen for play
you broke niggaz reach drunk much quicker
You make enough bread to soak up all your liquor

Went from God to God
Damn God, you're it
Should incorporate it, invest half a in it
Rap cats talk no will in it

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

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

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

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

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