Luyện nghe bài hát Professor Booty

Yes, I got bounce than the fucking bump
And then you want to know why because I'm truckin'
I'm in the pocket just like Grady
Got supplies of beats so you have to wait
I'm the master blaster, drinking up the shasta
My voice sweet 'cause it has to (looking good!)
So light a to my ass 'cause I'm blowin' up
I'd like to the people for just showin' up
But now I y'all to move it
Put point on the floor and just prove it
And I'm smurfin', not rehearsin', live, y'all
A puffy, so you know what, I'm doin' right
'Cause the kind of frame of mind I'm in
I got feelin' that it's back again
So don't me, 'cause I'm electric
And if you me, you'll get shocked

You got, you got, you got, you got, you got
You've got the boomin' system, but it's sloshing out
You think it's chocolate milk, but it's watered down
I've been through many times in which I thought I might it
The only thing that saved me, has always been
got our own studio, the Son of the G
It's no question, life's good to me
'Cause life ain't nothing but a groove
A good mixtape to put you in the mood
one goes out to my man, the Groove Merchant
Coming through with beats for which I've searching
Like two copies, of Expansions
I'm like Tom Vu with yachts and
The logo I sport is the face of the
Union made, Ben Davis-quality, no junk, see?
My chrome is shining, just an icicle
I ride around town in my bicyle

So many wack emcees, you get the TV
Ain't even gonna call out your names, 'cause so wack
And one big oaf, who's faker plastic
A dictionary definition of the word
You should have never started something that you couldn't
'Cause writin' rhymes to me is like Popeye to
I'm bad ass, move ya' fat ass, you're wack, son
Dancing around like you you're Janet Jackson
Thought you could walk on me to get some to walk on
I'll put the rug out under ass as I talk on
I'll take you out like a on a roof
Like an emcee at the fever in the DJ
With headphones strapped, you're rockin' rewind/pause
to figure out what you can do to go for yours
But like a to a paper, I got more to come
One another, you can all get some
So you better take your time, and meditate on your
your shit'll be stinkin' when I go for mine
And that's right, y'all, don't get uptight,
You can't say shit you're biting what I write, y'all
And that's wrong, y'all, over the haul
You can't cut the when you're fronting it all