Luyện nghe bài hát Power Moves

[South Mexican:]
Yo, yo. all about these Power Moves, right?
It's all about Power Moves.
Yo, think you understand what I'm
Uh.

I need to relax & take a 48 cruise,
Moves: I'm sorry but you cowards lose.
Shout the news, we done our dues.
not how I can, it's how I choose.
The done rule,
up, out the blue.
I show haters hell & buy 'em too.
If I was you, I leave from around your crew
They wouldn't find you 'til the 2002.
I be loot
like a mountain boo
In the land where dope play the glass flutes.
Off in the night, at the scene green.
While most men sleep we're servin' after fiend.
'86 bricks.
Got takin' tricks.
hits, while I'm at Denny's eatin' steak & grits.
Bring the to you boys, feel my Hillwood Opera.
Cause ain't no stoppin' a conqueror.

Moves.
Moves.
Moves.
Moves.

[Bushwick:] Hey yo!
"Hey yo we got your turn here, right?"
"We got my T, SPM in here"

Now it's all team work
There's enough to feed all on God's earth.
I the game not me first.
Niggas try to act but I seen worse.
Feet so get a taste of our de-sert eagle.
Wet T-shirts. I people.
trip talkin' shit be irrelevant. [big laugh]
You like the smell of shit you street elegance.
I push
Fuck hoes the cushions.
If there's 1 bitch, I bet she's suckin' 2 dicks.
SPM & Bushwick: top fillas,
Mexican assassin & me, killer.
Power's the act e-ffective progress.
Remember that you see our 600 topless.
3rd coast, to 3rd Texamin
You got 3 muthafuckers make the best of it.

Moves.
Moves.
Moves.
Moves.

[Bushwick:] You wanna diss a Mexican? Fuck us cause...

[South Park
me Papa Trump, or Daddy Mack-10
Back I took cities like, Cracklin'.
The of the Titans, passin' my writin'
Boys On Tha Cut faster than lightnin'.
My yellow hood's right the woods
So every full I dance with wolves.
to fool with crack, now I'm through with that,
I opened up the SPM School of Rap.
for joy H-Town, the south takin' over
Like when they mixed with a cup of bakin' soda,
poker
Breakin'
Shake shoulders
Make you haters know this that silly game is bogus
Can't us
We stay
But lay the lowest, a forest
My brain's in
& adore us
performance
I'm playin'
& pray the
like Bruce, takin' all this
Now the Chorus.

Moves.
Moves.
Moves.
Moves.

[Bushwick:] Hey! thought I was gone, right? [*laughs*]
I wanna say to my muthafuckin' homies
L.A. to New York, to the Midwest, to the Durdysouth.
You know what I'm
it real, keep it real, keep it real [*fades out*]

Talkin' about that Power Moves. after "L.A."],
Talkin' about Power Moves.
Talkin' that Power Moves.
Moves.
Hey!
Moves.
Moves.