Luyện nghe bài hát Rush

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

What ya'll gonna do we rush the door
Buy out the bar then rush the (niggas)
ya whore, I puff the raw
Push a 4, gonna crush ya jaw
Don't trust a who rocking the Timberlands
like Eminem don't act feminine
But talk slick and six hit your friends
like Wimbledon trucks like cinnamon
It's again (who)
hotter then you
It's like cop car lights with my in view
Pay to Luck a.k.a Chrissie Wallace
Chick about them dollars, be a queen Hollis
Rockwilders, pop collars, hollers
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 Roots] (Lady Luck)
All my and broads we rush the door (c'mon)
Grap your and rush the floor (c'mon)
We keep it hot wall to wall (c'mon)
From the front to the rear get it in here (yo, yo, yo, yeah)

[Lady
I came in the door, it before
Luck getting drunk till I to the floor
back for more, rock wall to wall
Ball till I score, then out by the
How I dip and ride whip I drive
On I-95 hed in the ride
Me and Root Gin and The Juice
Jewelry to loose, jeans hang my boots
You keep think that you bullet
I put to your head give it a sunroof
Good God, my whole hard
And bank is large
Puff Chron--ic (*couching*) Stay in Farm and Sean John
Chick shake yo ass like you some cash
Nigga pump it like y