Luyện nghe bài hát Set The Mood

Now it (sup? )
Let me set the mood aight? (yeah aight cool)
We gonna, set it off with in-dee-dee, dee-dee-dee,
(yeah that's right) you
La-la-la-la-ladies and all that
(that's right first)
So it - you see this girl
Who been poppin mad shit you
So I want you to get into it a bit
I want you to that ? ?

I was sittin on my lunchbreak, my teeth
It's the day of the week, man what a relief
My arms are sore as hell, I felt and stiff
So I turned around and I this big fat spliff
That's when I seen her, steppin out a yellow beemer
This local ghetto fame rap cat her name was
She was she was goin on tour
The same she was screamin since the year before
Ever the de la soul video, she seen me on the tv
Heard that she was a grudge and tryin to see me
Workin underground and mad cyphers of people
When she asked who was ill, all she got was
She wanna battle (what? ) and it wasn't to tell
All that I was thinkin bout was tryin to my l
I had four left and I was tired as hell
it was 12:55 almost time for the bell
She had an ill screwface mug, frontin like she joe
Gangsta bitch profile, like allegro
timbos, fatigues saggin
Pullin all her money out her pocket while she's
On her gold fronts her name on it
Her ice finger roll hand g-low she claim fame on it
I the stee' - then I crushed her with ease
for interruptin me while I was rollin my trees

(whoo!)
That was bla-bla-bla, bla-blaze! (word)
Now we gon' se-se-set, se-set one up
For my man (aight aight yo let's do this)
(whassup? ) yo, I don't want you to it like
A or nuttin (aight)
I just want-want, want-want
Want you to on some straight rhy-rhy-rhyme
Rhy-rhy, shit - rip a nigga in his ass!
And let him how we do it, y-y-y'know?

Now maseo puff cheeba, while rich lines
David j push the whip while candy cal dimes
And me right behind, with the gettin her math
To do the savion and just, tap that ass
Still the one who kill wackness, man I left them niggaz
Had em all soft to hard back to soft a nipple
My +art is while you're art-ificial
Break you down to your last participle
Let me enlighten you, cause your third on dim
Me gettin taken out is rare like a from rakim
See I'm remarkable, you're just
name shit, y'all niggaz need to quit
Open mitt, and catch this
I autograph word you bit
? ? testify then? ? take your
Got an of non-rhymes to hit ya
While your whole clan is
that you must be smokin pounds of weed out of a pipe
And mistook your munchies, for hungry for the mic
And now you have to deal with these who's truly right
Like estates with a pit on the lawn bark at the
Put the whole entire plate in your
Make the point like who's that on joint? it's me
I'm in you see like ? ? , yo I'm in demand
I'm in the club man I'm in your
Bein bought, I'm in the thought from your girl
The thing you're in is in acting
Your be smashed
Run against the won and be last
Like that for alcohol, depletin your cash

how you supposed to get in somebody ass
Y'knowhatmsayin? know-know-know, know-know, dat!

{*ghost weed 2 follows*}