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

f/ Don

* corrections to the typist

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

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

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

Now a message

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

Throw ya in the air like this
ya bar codes while I stick em
with hit up out of the abyss

The Tech N9ne Nina out to find
the playa clubbin it, rubbin it
Lovin that crema streama, might seem a extreme

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

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

(Who it sizzelin') Don Juan
(Who keep it sizzelin') N9ne

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

There's a bianc up in my can I bone it
Cause all we do is
Get drunk, get blowed, shits, spark blunts and fuck hoes
We quick to a buster down bad
MidWest side put me in the lab
Now I'm hot damn a ?????
I flipped it for you flow snatchers
ya'll
When you ask to playin fast ball
all
Glad
Mad
Cause last call was in the of the club
Bangin da outta dis bad bra
On my planet we take no for granted
They Kross
(10 seconds til off)
Be somethin pistol off
off
The complete heat
Retreat 69 to 6
Unique speeks freak
let the BCs can it
While the trooper Tecca Nina rock the

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

Juan]
I'm about the strippers in the back ass hop
A Mitchell Bade tryna grip 'em a pad lock
The Don Juan never let the cash stop
The Nina make the planet rock
It don't

[Tech
I got dat type of flow to make 'em make 3
Six rappers being by a killa MC
I neva killed a with a 36D
A party the bitches on my planet lookin crispy
Swiftly makin do 360
(Never knew sixes)
Other tryna diss me be
(Under prefixes)
Non ill

(N9ne)

Never let up off a heated mic I'm comfortable
Rogue

57, 56 street
we gain
Anybody trips we bang
Hit us with a
Lyrical head
Making hella
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 cause the Chiefs
I'm off
In City
I'm from the abyss
Tech
I got the whole planet rocking me
planet

Rocking this

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

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

(Who keep it sizzelin') Tech

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

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

Party people, party people, can get funky

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