Luyện nghe bài hát Rush - Lady Luck

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

What ya'll gonna do when we rush the
Buy out the bar then the floor (niggas)
Touch ya whore, I the raw
a 4, wrist gonna crush ya jaw
Don't a broad who rocking the Timberlands
Criminal like don't act feminine
But slick and six hit your women friends
Ball like Wimbledon trucks like
It's again (who)
Niggas hotter you
like cop car lights with my rocks in view
Pay homage to Luck a.k.a Wallace
about them dollars, be a queen like Hollis
Rockwilders, pop collars, glock
At Any out to stop ours
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 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)

Luck]
I in the door, said it before
Luck getting drunk I fall to the floor
Come for more, rock wall to wall
Ball I score, then out by the morn
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 over my
You keep that you bullet proof
Till I put to your head it a sunroof
Good God, my squad hard
And bank accounts is
Puff Chron--ic (*couching*) Stay in Phat and Sean John
Chick shake yo ass like you some cash
Nigga pump it fast like you some ass
We flash, we blast
Whip crash, we
Got the game on smash, with my ass

(Chorus) x2

(Bridge)
[A Kid Roots] (Lady Luck)
Watch them they riot here (ya ya ya yeah)
We came to fight in (ya ya ya yeah)
Turn off those lights in (ya ya ya yeah)
We snatch y'all ice in

Luck]
I me and my medicine
High off
spit better than half you veterans
In a degree whether she got leather skin
Never deal with problems if the cheddar in
Let us begin on how y'all never will win
Vodka and gin will my fist rocking ya chin
till eyes like Lil Kim - slim
Light skin, men, life very exciting
Move like lighting, do the wife thing
Keep an ice ring, very enticing
Look is my thing, till the fat chick sing
I sex tracks Viagra and ginseng
Love to bling, your glocks go Bing Bing
Mines go BLOW BLOW, hater how you me now
The flow, the style, the dough, pow
For Def Jam, Kev Liles, now it's

(Chorus) x2

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