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

f/ Don

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

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

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

Now here's a

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 N9ne Nina out to vaginas
Just the clubbin it, rubbin it
that crema streama, might seem a li'l extreme

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

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

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

[Tech
Call it ya want 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 to beat a buster down bad
side put me in the sound lab
Now I'm hot damn like a
I flipped it for you flow snatchers
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 no haters for granted
Kris Kross
(10 seconds til off)
Be pistol grips off
off
The techniques heat
69 to 6 feet
Unique freak tweeks
let the BCs can it
While the trooper Tecca Nina the planet

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

[Don
I'm the strippers in the back makin' ass hop
A Mitchell Bade tryna grip 'em a pad lock
The Don Juan really let the cash stop
The Tecca Nina the planet rock
It stop

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

(N9ne)

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

57, 56 street
we gain
Anybody trips we bang
Hit us a what
Lyrical splitter
Making hoes
Get a nut
Make 'em put the
In their
Let a hoe be a
Negro give a fuck
Nina
Why the

You got the
I'm mad cause the Chiefs lost
I'm off
In Kansas
I'm from the abyss
Tech
I got the whole planet rocking me
Whole

Rocking like

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

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

(Who it sizzelin') Tech N9ne

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

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

Party people, party people, can get funky

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