Luyện nghe bài hát Set The Mood

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

I was on my lunchbreak, grittin my teeth
It's the last day of the week, man what a
My arms are sore as hell, I rigid and stiff
So I around and I rolled this big fat spliff
That's when I seen her, out a rented yellow beemer
local ghetto fame rap cat her name was tina
She was braggin she was on tour
The shit she was screamin since the year before
Ever since the de la soul video, she me on the tv
Heard she was holdin a grudge and tryin to see me
Workin underground and mad cyphers of people
When she who was ill, all she got was indeed
She wanna (what? ) and it wasn't hard to tell
All I was thinkin bout was tryin to smoke my l
I had four hours left and I was as hell
Plus it was 12:55 time for the bell
She had an ill mug, frontin like she know joe
Gangsta bitch profile, like allegro
Forty-below timbos, saggin
Pullin all her out her pocket while she's braggin
On her fronts with her name on it
Her ice finger roll hand g-low she claim fame on it
I peeped the stee' - then I her with ease
Just for 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 want you to make it like
A or nuttin (aight)
I just want-want, want
Want you to come on some straight
Rhy-rhy, rhy-rhme - rip a nigga in his ass!
And let him know how we do it,

Now maseo cheeba, while rich sniff lines
David j push the whip candy cal pull dimes
And me behind, with the shorty gettin her math
To do the savion routine and just, tap ass
Still the one who kill wackness, man I left them crippled
Had em all soft to hard back to like a nipple
My is official+ while you're art-ificial
Break you to your very last participle
Let me enlighten you, cause your third on dim
Me gettin taken out is rare like a smile from
See I'm remarkable, you're just
Last name shit, y'all niggaz need to
your mitt, and catch this
I autograph word you bit
? ? testify then? ? take your
Got an of non-rhymes to hit ya
While whole clan is blam
Understand that you must be smokin of weed out of a pipe
And mistook your munchies, for bein for the mic
And now you have to with these cats who's truly right
Like with a pit on the lawn bark at the gates
Put the whole plate in your face
Make the like who's that on that joint? it's me
I'm in everything you see ? ? , yo I'm in demand
I'm in the club man I'm in hand
Bein bought, I'm even in the from your girl
The only thing you're in is in
Your world'll be
Run against the won and you'll be
Like that call for alcohol, depletin cash

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

{*ghost weed 2 follows*}