Luyện nghe bài hát Power Moves

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(it's all about these moves)

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

I need to relax, and a 48 hour cruise,
Power Moves, I'm but you cowards lose.
the news, we done paid our dues.
It's not how I can, how I choose.
The done rule,
up, out the blue.
I hataz hell, and buy 'em flowers too.
If I was you, I leave from around your crew,
they find you 'till the year 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 sleep we're fiend after fiend,
'86 bricks,
got takin' tricks,
Bring the noise to you boys, feel my Opera,
makin' hits, while I'm at Denny's steak and grits.
'cause ain't no stoppin' a conqueror.

(Chorus)
Moves
Power
Moves
(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 all about team 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 shit you street elegance.
trip talkin' shit be irrelevant (ugly laugh)
I bricks,
fuck hoes the cushions.
If there's one bitch, I bet she's sucking two dicks.
SPM and Bushwick: top fillas,
assassin and me, Jamaican killa.
Power's the act e-ffective progress.
3rd coast, to ???
Remember when you see our 600 topless.
You got three wishes mutherfuckers the best of it.

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

Call me Papa Trump, or Daddy
when I took cities like, Cracklin.
The clash of the Titans, passin' my
On Da Cut goin' faster than lightnin'.
My yellow right past the woods,
so every full I dance with wolves.
Used to fool with crack, now I'm through that,
I just opened up the SPM Of Rap.
for joy H-Town, the south takin' over,
poker,
like when they mixed with a cup of baking soda,
boulders,
Shake shoulders,
Make you haters know this that your 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,
Kickin' Bruce, takin' all this,
Now the Chorus.

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