Luyện nghe bài hát Rush - Lady Luck

[Lady
Uhh,
Lady
Def Jam
the game down from the whip
To the
You in da
Yo
this

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

(Chorus) x2
[A Kid Called (Lady Luck)
All my and broads we rush the door (c'mon)
your drinks and rush 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 in the door, said it before
Luck getting till I fall to the floor
Come back for more, wall to wall
Ball till I score, then out by the
How I dip and that whip I drive
On I-95 getting hed in the
Me and Root Gin and The Juice
Jewelry to loose, hang over my boots
You keep think that you bullet
I put to your head give it a sunroof
Good God, my squad hard
And bank is large
Chron--ic (*couching*) Stay in Phat Farm and Sean John
Chick shake yo ass you want some cash
Nigga it fast like you want some ass
We don't flash, we
Whip crash, we
Got the on smash, with my sexy ass

(Chorus) x2

(Bridge)
[A Kid Called (Lady Luck)
them boys they riot here (ya ya ya yeah)
We came to in here (ya ya ya yeah)
Turn off those in here (ya ya ya yeah)
We snatch ice in here

Luck]
I me and my medicine
off Excedrin
Luck spit better half you veterans
In a hundred whether she got leather skin
Never deal with problems if the cheddar in
Let us begin on how y'all never again win
Vodka and gin will have my fist rocking ya
Smoke till eyes like Lil Kim -
Light skin, fight men, very exciting
Move lighting, can't do the wife thing
an ice ring, lips very enticing
Look is my thing, till the fat chick sing
I sex with Viagra and ginseng
Love to bling bling, your glocks go Bing
go BLOW BLOW, hater how you like me now
The flow, the style, the dough, pow
For Def Jam, Kev Liles, now critical

(Chorus) x2

Luck]
Bounce, c'mon, Def Jam (yeah)
(Ya ya yeah) Lady Luck, Roots, (yeah)
'cause-on, 'cause-on, party on, on
Uh ya ya (x3)