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

f/ Don

* send 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 shit
I you open like the youngest male Kennedy
Got the whole planet off the low blows

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

Now a message

may Chocolatate'
take 'em rock na
Playa, do the what I say

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

The Tech N9ne Nina out to find
Just the clubbin it, rubbin it
Lovin crema streama, might seem a li'l extreme

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

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

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

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

There's a bianc up in my sector can I it
Cause all we do is
Get drunk, get blowed, spit shits, spark blunts and fuck
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 snatchers
Blast
When you ask Nina to fast ball
all
Glad
Mad
Cause call was in the back of the club
Bangin da hell dis bad bra
On my planet we no haters for granted
They Kross
(10 seconds til off)
Be pistol grips off
off
The complete heat
69 to 6 feet
Unique speeks freak
let the BCs can it
While the trooper Tecca rock the planet

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

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

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

(N9ne)

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

57, 56 street
Grips we
wanna trips we bang
Hit us a what
Lyrical head
Making hoes
Get a nut
Make 'em put the
In butt
Let a hoe be a
Negro give a fuck
Nina
Why the

You got the
Nigga I'm mad cause the Chiefs
I'm off
In Kansas
I'm straight the abyss
Tech
I got the planet rocking with me
Whole

like this

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

causing friction
Party people, people, can y'all 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') Tech

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

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

Party people, party people, can y'all get

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