Luyện nghe bài hát Planet Rock 2K (Original Version)

f/ Don

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N9ne]
You want me to jam I'm finna
Brain came from insane days
ya sick like bad mayonnaise
(Tech N9ne)
Got the remedy

Criminally to be some shit
I crack you open like the male Kennedy
Got the planet rockin off the low blows

Damnit I show flows and poke hoes that's supposed to be
my haters and in a dark alley tourmented by mine
Dodgin the (Tech 4x 4x)

Now a message

may Chocolatate'
take 'em I'ma na
Playa, do the fuck I say

ya souls in the air like this
Flash ya bar codes while I em
with another hit up out of the

The Tech Nina out to find vaginas
Just the clubbin it, rubbin it
Lovin that crema streama, might a li'l extreme

My when I flips I got to make sho that it's hot
Gotta make the whole planet rock like

Here's my chance to blast away (Tech N9ne N9ne *echoed*)
Haters friction
people, party people, can y'all get funky
(Who it sizzelin') Don Juan
(Who keep it sizzelin') Tech
people, party people, can y'all get funky

(Who keep it sizzelin') Don
(Who keep it sizzelin') Tech

N9ne]
Call it ya want it
futuristic come get up on it

There's a up in my sector can I bone it
all we wanna do is
Get drunk, get blowed, shits, spark blunts and fuck hoes
We quick to a buster down bad
MidWest put me in the sound lab
Now I'm hot damn a ?????
I flipped it backwards for you flow
Blast
When you ask to playin fast ball
all
Glad
Mad
Cause last call was in the back of the
da hell outta dis bad bra
On my planet we take no for granted
They Kris
(10 seconds til off)
Be pistol grips off
off
The techniques heat
Retreat 69 to 6
Unique speeks tweeks
let the BCs can it
While the trooper Tecca rock the planet

Party people, party people, can get funky
(Who keep it sizzelin') Don
(Who it sizzelin') Tech N9ne
Party people, party people, can get funky
(Who it sizzelin') Don Juan
(Who keep it sizzelin') N9ne

[Don
I'm about the in the back makin' ass hop
A Mitchell Bade grip 'em like a pad lock
The Don Juan really never let the cash
The Nina make the planet rock
It don't

N9ne]
I got dat type of to make 'em make Scream 3
Six rappers being by a killa MC
I neva a bianca with a 36D
A party with the bitches on my planet lookin
Swiftly makin do 360
(Never three sixes)
Other niggaz tryna me be
(Under prefixes)
Non ill

(N9ne)

Never let up off a heated mic till I'm
style

57, 56 street
Grips we
Anybody trips we bang
Hit us with a
Lyrical splitter
hella hoes
Get a nut
Make 'em put the
In their
Let a hoe be a
Negro give a fuck
Ross
Why the

You got the
Nigga I'm mad the Chiefs lost
I'm off
In Kansas
I'm straight from the
N9ne
I got the planet rocking with me
planet

Rocking this

Here's my chance to blast (Tech Tech N9ne N9ne *echoed*)

Haters friction
Party people, people, can y'all get funky
(Who it sizzelin') Don Juan
(Who it sizzelin') Tech N9ne
people, party people, can y'all get funky
(Who keep it sizzelin') Don

(Who keep it sizzelin') N9ne

Don Juan the planet rock
N9ne makes the planet rock
QDIII makes the rock
Triple Life makes the planet
Rogue Dog makes the rock

Costa Nostra makes the planet
Nnutt Howze makes the planet
MidWestSide makes the planet

Party people, party people, can y'all get

(Who it sizzelin') Don Juan
(Who keep it sizzelin') Tech
people, party people, can y'all get funky
(Who keep it sizzelin') Don
(Who it sizzelin') Tech N9ne