Luyện nghe bài hát Push It

Killah, Dip Set, Jim Jones,
Lil weezy in the house
Cash money, bitch, it ain't changed since eighty-eight,
Get on the corner and push something, Dip Set,

Yo baby yo, hey, you, yes give me a
You better make it fast, I know you like what's on my
Now y'all me from that block where we move them rocks
You better make it fast, your ass, or get pursued by cops

You don't know what it's like up on that Pan
Paranoia, damn, damn, but we the man
Proceed to jam, call us if you a hand
Call us if you need grams, Jim Jones, Cesar Cam

Every season man, Killah, it seasoned, fam
me a dobo loco papo, believe it, man
Now what's the chain, why's that because I need
Satisfy my need, drinkin' sizzurp, now bitch, just roll my

Now it, push it good
Push it, push it real
Ooh baby baby, ooh baby
Ooh baby baby, ooh baby, get up on this

D I P S E T, that gangsta
You know the rules, follow codes, 'cuz how gangstas move
Get your mayo, sell that yayo, strip make it rain
These thugs the game, get bucks, save that cane

that, baby girl, hey, let's get some bub
Love, love, rub, we fittin' to hit the club
Yeah, they dance, but a lap they want a dub
You don't know nan, ask Trick, love a thug

Bam bam, jam jam, and a
Ha ha, so tan in the tan
Ra ra, na na, ha ha, la la
Mama, I keep that blam

Now push it, push it
Push it, it real good

All my cry, all I say is, "My"
I'm in them thighs, all you hear is, "Aye"
Why, why, "Aye" this, stop this, "Aye"
My cock a rocket cock so I can pop it, "Aye"

You fake old G's are corny, wack me and my breeze the
Hard, we live too, just like the 2 Crew, me so horny
'Cuz I'm a choosy thug, you get your hugged
Face down, ass up, don't stop, gitty gitty, I want some love

I'm like hey hey, ain't no games to be play
It's money out there, yeah, it's a to be made
I'm a pimp hey, I'm screamin, "Pimp pimp hooray"
Scream it me, okay, now hit the strip and get paid, hey

Odd money's hard money, even money's cheatin'
money's no money, and no money's a beatin', honey
Push it good, push it fast, push it
If a nigga push that ass, push it back, push it twice, but it

Hey, hey, whoa, whoa, yo, O's I bake and it
To the fiends with the lean, in the beam with the
With a team that's straight Phoenix
That man that loses, face the music, still get cake like

Hey Ma, it's J.R., you I had to make the remix
See I it cook it, push and cook it, push to cook it
And with cooks that's crooked
Old G's who and cooks it

You'll get and showered
With K's and Cal's, toupee
Shots ring, bang, you hit, he hit
Have your block put up a bouquet of