Luyện nghe bài hát Power Moves

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(it's all about these moves)

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

I need to relax, and a 48 hour cruise,
Moves, I'm sorry but you cowards lose.
Shout the news, we paid our dues.
not how I can, it's how I choose.
The done rule,
up, out the blue.
I show hell, and buy 'em flowers too.
If I was you, I wouldn't leave around your crew,
they wouldn't find you the year 2002.
climbin' like a boo,
I be loot,
in the land dope fiends play the glass flutes.
Off in the night, at the scene green.
While most men sleep we're fiend after fiend,
'86 bricks,
got takin' tricks,
Bring the noise to you boys, feel my Opera,
makin' hits, I'm at Denny's eatin' steak and grits.
ain't no stoppin' a mutherfucking conqueror.

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

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

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

Call me Papa Trump, or Daddy
when I took cities like, Cracklin.
The of the Titans, passin' my writin'
Boyz On Da Cut faster than lightnin'.
My hood's right past the woods,
so every full I dance with wolves.
to fool with crack, now I'm through with that,
I just up the SPM School Of Rap.
Jump for joy H-Town, the south over,
poker,
like when they mixed weed with a cup of soda,
boulders,
Shake shoulders,
Make you know this that your silly game is bogus,
Can't 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! Y'all thought I was gone, right?
Power
I say wussup to my mutherfuckin' homies
L.A., to New York, to the Midwest, to the Durdysouth.
You know I'm saying?
it real, keep it real, keep it real *fades out*)
Talkin' bout that Power (starting after "L.A."),
Talkin' that Power Moves,
Talkin' bout Power Moves,
Moves,
Hey!
Moves,
Power