Luyện nghe bài hát Shake What Ya Got

P]
Hey ma 3X]
Hey ma, you a lil' or a lot

[Chorus: P - repeat 2X]
Shake it for me shorty, work you got
I ain't gon' 'til I hit that spot
to the back to the bottom to the top
I ain't gon' stop 'til I hit that

[Verse One: P, C-Los]
It's like mayne, I roll massive mayne
You see them thighs and that butt, she's a mayne
I keep it like I don't even see her
Tell my boy in the cut man holla you see her
I'm bling blingin man, me and Bill
I put my number on a hundred dollar
You want to party shorty, you need to me shorty
I talk country cause you know I'm New Orleans shorty
Let yourself go - you can get shorty
P. Miller shoes on that candy red Ferrari
Yeah I'm young but I spit it through my like I'm old
One of the my pockets stay swoll when I roll
Los hold the fo'fo, headin low, stroll
Keep an attitude for that's, oh so cold
I see you actin up, this the way to back it up
We them No Limit boys you our paper stackin up

[Verse
Don't stop ma, it like it's hot
Get low with it, go with it, show me you a pro it
I'm usually not the type to
But you sorta like the type that I like to watch
that, make that thang go to the flo'
I'm not but I could make you say OH
Let's go from the Willow to the
Don't hold back ma, let me get it all

Three: Tank]
Let a thug get up in that, tryin to pin that
Back it out, ya up, 360 spin that
We in it to win that, for the weekend
You can bring your girlfriends bring the heaters
Ready for breathin, pumpin and sweatin
We can do it all night, you 'bout that right?
you front on my people we ain't comin to fight
We to toss money, now shake somethin for me

[Verse
Look at shawty, she like a damn machine
Man she mean, she shakin like a
Booty bustin out her pants and
So that may be why her bounce like kids on trampolines
Yeahh - I'm sayin how she walk she can
make you put Bucks on her like a fan
Now I'm layin backwards, stayin back now I'm stacks
Cause her ass bouncin like the when you playin jacks
Now I ain't that I'm trickin at all
But if she fine like a waiter be tippin a broad
She strippin it off, it's probably the stacks the man hold
The 'llacs to Land, Rolls, I'm a Black
In the back tanned pros, now let's do a little math
Add me and subtract your pants
I wanna see you clown on the flo'
So like ya pros and bounce to the banjos