Luyện nghe bài hát Push It

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

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

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

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

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

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

that, baby girl, hey, let's get some bub
Love, love, don't rub, we to hit the club
Yeah, they dance, but a lap dance they 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 it, push it good
it, push it real good

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

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

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

Odd money's money, even money's cheatin' money
Slow money's no money, and no a beatin', honey
Push it good, it fast, push it right
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 that's straight from Phoenix
That man that loses, the music, still get cake like Regis

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

get sprayed and showered
With K's and Cal's, devoured
Shots ring, bang, you hit, he hit
Have your block put up a of flowers