Luyện nghe bài hát Rush

[Lady
Uhh,
Luck
Def Jam
Shutting the game from the whip
To the
You in da
Yo
Bang

What ya'll gonna do we rush the door
Buy out the bar then the floor (niggas)
Touch ya whore, I the raw
Push a 4, wrist crush ya jaw
Don't trust a who rocking the Timberlands
like Eminem don't act feminine
But talk and six hit your women friends
Ball Wimbledon trucks like cinnamon
It's them (who)
Niggas hotter you
It's like cop car lights with my in view
Pay homage to a.k.a Chrissie Wallace
Chick about dollars, be a queen like Hollis
Rockwilders, pop collars, glock
At Any nigga out to stop
Cause we lug shots, mug shots, all at you clots
One spot, gunshots, get the dem hot

(Chorus) x2
[A Kid Called (Lady Luck)
All my niggas and broads we the door (c'mon)
Grap your drinks and the floor (c'mon)
We keep it hot from wall to (c'mon)
From the front to the rear get it in here (yo, yo, yo, yeah)

Luck]
I came in the door, said it
Luck getting drunk till I to the floor
Come for more, rock wall to wall
till I score, then out by the morn
How I dip and that whip I drive
On getting hed in the ride
Me and Root Gin and The Juice
Jewelry to loose, jeans over my boots
You keep think that you proof
Till I put to your head give it a
God, my whole squad hard
And bank is large
Puff Chron--ic (*couching*) Stay in Phat Farm and Sean
shake yo ass like you want some cash
Nigga pump it fast y