Luyện nghe bài hát Push It

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

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

You don't know what like up on that Peter 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

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

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

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

After that, baby girl, hey, let's get bub
Love, love, don't rub, we fittin' to hit the
Yeah, dance, but a lap dance 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 that blam blam

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

All my cry, all I say is, "My"
When I'm in 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 old G's are corny, wack me and my breeze the dawny
Hard, we live too, just like the 2 Crew, me so horny
'Cuz I'm a thug, you get your booty hugged
down, ass up, don't stop, gitty gitty, I want some dookie love

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

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

Hey, hey, whoa, whoa, yo, O's I and feed it
To the fiends with the lean, in the beam with the
With a team 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 it, push and cook it, push to cook it
And roll with that's crooked
Old G's who and cooks it

You'll get sprayed and
K's and Cal's, toupee devoured
Shots ring, bang, you hit, he hit
Have block put up a bouquet of flowers