Luyện nghe bài hát Power Moves

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(it's all these power moves)

Yo, yo. It's all these power moves, right,
Yo, think you understand what I'm
Ugh,

I to relax, and take a 48 hour cruise,
Power Moves, I'm but you cowards lose.
Shout the news, we paid our dues.
It's not how I can, how I choose.
The South rule,
up, out the blue.
I hataz hell, and buy 'em flowers too.
If I was you, I wouldn't leave from around crew,
they wouldn't find you 'till the 2002.
climbin' a mountain boo,
I be loot,
in the where dope fiends play the glass flutes.
Off in the night, at the stackin' green.
While most men we're servin' fiend after fiend,
'86 bricks,
got hoes tricks,
the noise to you boys, feel my Hillwood Opera,
makin' hits, while I'm at Denny's eatin' and grits.
ain't no stoppin' a mutherfucking conqueror.

(Chorus)
Power
Moves
Power
(Bushwick: Ay yo, haha!)
(Ay yo we got turn over here, right?)
Moves
(we got my T, SPM in here)

there's enough to all on God's green earth.
Now it's all about work,
I the game not me first.
try to act killa but I seen worse.
eagle. Wet T-shirts. I hurt, people.
Feet so get a taste of our de-sert
You like the smell of shit you lack elegance.
Eagle talkin' shit be irrelevant (ugly laugh)
I bricks,
fuck under the cushions.
If there's one bitch, I bet she's sucking two dicks.
SPM and true top fillas,
Mexican and me, Jamaican killa.
Power's the act e-ffective progress.
3rd coast, to ???
that when you see our 600 topless.
You got three wishes make the best of it.

Power
(Chorus)
Moves
Power
Power
(Bushwick: you wanna diss a Mexican? Fuck us 'cause)

Call me Trump, or Daddy Mack-10
back when I took like, Cracklin.
The of the Titans, passin' my writin'
Boyz On Da Cut goin' faster lightnin'.
My yellow hood's right the woods,
so every moon 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,
poker,
like when they weed with a cup of baking soda,
boulders,
Shake shoulders,
Make you haters know this that silly game is bogus,
control us,
We ferocious,
but lay the lowest, a forest,
and they us,
My in orbit,
performance,
and the lord-es,
I'm organs,
like Bruce, takin' all this,
Now the Chorus.

Power
(Chorus)
Moves
Power
(Bushwick: AY! thought I was gone, right? *laughs*
Power
I wanna say wussup to my homies
L.A., to New York, to the Midwest, to the Durdysouth.
You know I'm saying?
keep it real, keep it real, keep it *fades out*)
Talkin' that Power Moves (starting after "L.A."),
Talkin' bout Power Moves,
Talkin' bout that Moves,
Moves,
Hey!
Moves,
Power