Luyện nghe bài hát Rush - Lady Luck

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

What gonna do when we rush the door
Buy out the bar then rush the (niggas)
Touch ya whore, I the raw
Push a 4, wrist crush ya jaw
Don't trust a who rocking the Timberlands
Criminal like Eminem act feminine
But talk slick and six hit women friends
Ball Wimbledon trucks like cinnamon
them again (who)
Niggas then you
It's like cop car with my rocks in view
Pay homage to Luck a.k.a Wallace
Chick about 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 Roots] (Lady Luck)
All my niggas and we rush the door (c'mon)
Grap your drinks and the floor (c'mon)
We keep it hot wall to wall (c'mon)
From the front to the rear get it crunk in (yo, yo, yo, yeah)

Luck]
I came in the door, it before
getting drunk till I fall to the floor
Come for more, rock wall to wall
till I score, then out by the morn
How I dip and ride that whip I
On I-95 hed in the ride
Me and Root sipping Gin and The
to loose, jeans hang over my boots
You keep think that you bullet
Till I put to your give it a sunroof
God, my whole squad hard
And bank is large
Puff (*couching*) Stay in Phat Farm and Sean John
Chick yo ass like you want some cash
pump it fast like you want some ass
We don't flash, we
crash, we laugh
Got the game on smash, my sexy ass

(Chorus) x2

(Bridge)
[A Kid Called (Lady Luck)
Watch them boys they here (ya ya ya yeah)
We came to in here (ya ya ya yeah)
Turn off lights in here (ya ya ya yeah)
We y'all ice in here

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

(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)