Luyện nghe bài hát Pennie

(Intro - & Chuck)
callin' tellin' y'all how I did it like Derek Rose.
It's no sweat. Nigga, hang my up in the coat check.
The pinewood boatdeck when the sun hit it.
finish? I ain't even wanna co-co...

I'm callin' tellin' y'all how I did it like Rose.
It's no sweat. Nigga, my coat up in the coat check.
The pinewood boatdeck when the sun hit it.
finish? I ain't even wanna coach yet.

(Verse 1 - & Chuck)
With no or the warm up drills,
I'm jordan sweatsuit joggin', homie, who got 'em,
In them black sevens with the swiss cheese bottoms.
The Damon blazer jersey is a problem.

B-A-S-F flag and I called it,
Like dog, psshh, when come out,
to it, but to do it.
Just the pot.

Stop, pop, so sporty.
Yo, I tried average, it's just not for me.
I the lady, pour me anotha cup of the jungle juice,
See, I need one or two, startin' five, soon.
Niggas spittin' top five on the interlude.

(Chorus - & Chuck)
it in the city. When we in around town,
Next neighbors tellin' us that it's too loud.
Now, neightbor, can you please just that mess down?
This is the of throwin' pennies on the ground.

(Verse 2 - Ludacris)
duh peace.
That's we do.
niggas.
Luda!

Part two my speakers fine wine.
Tryin' tell me turn 'em You out yo mothafuckin' mind.
Four fifteens, enough to duh glass break.
I hit a switch, the car and makes its ass shake.

Bass and good. Need a lil' mid on it.
Yo' flow's trash, tell dese put a lid on it.
I get a a verse, so put a bid on it.
Unless God or got a Cool Kid on it.

I might do it for free,
Cuz what dese bitches do for dem dey do it for me ha!
Luda! I'm duh of dis spaceship,
Real hip-hop death to dis fake shit.

And we through recessions
It's debates about duh
I'm duh answer, no questions.

I'm rich and dese junkies steady fo' a round.
dis is duh sound of throwin' pennies on duh ground.

(Verse 3 - Bun B)
I got a pocket uh profit, and a wallet full uh wonda. (Wonda)
A brain full uh braun, and a focus uh thunda. (Pause)
Duh dat be unda, man, dey know me as duh king.
Make ya' head, (head), bells, and yo' ring.

Feel duh sting as duh 808 up out this air. When,
Faka' as I'm makin' magic like I'm Irwin.
Johnson and baby, prolly duh freshest.
Duh trillest in duh game, (game), right in duh flesh, nigga.

Yes. Think you fresh? I gotta ya' nigga, no. (No)
My Jordan's nine, and my chain is finga roll. (Roll)
See I got bigga rims, bigga speakas, dough.
Not to mention when I flow, it's I let duh trigga go. (Whoa)

I'm so wit it. Betta pass me duh tamma flu.
U-G-K for life, it and I'll be damned, if you. (Uhh)
We still too trill, so on wishin' boy.
Bun-B, and Cool Kids, we gone fishin'.
go.

(Chorus - & Chuck)
Kick it in the city. we in around town,
door neighbors tellin' us that it's too loud.
Now, neightbor, can you please just that mess down?
This is the sound of pennies on the ground.