Luyện nghe bài hát Shake What Ya Got

P]
Hey ma 3X]
Hey ma, you want a or a lot

Master P - repeat 2X]
Shake it for me shorty, what you got
I ain't gon' stop I hit that spot
Front to the back to the to the top
I ain't gon' stop 'til I hit spot

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

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

[Verse Tank]
Let a thug get up in that, Tank tryin to pin
Back it out, toss ya up, 360 spin
We in it to win that, body for the
You can bring your girlfriends I'ma the heaters
Ready for heavy breathin, and sweatin
We can do it all night, girl you 'bout that
'Less you front on my people we comin to fight
We comin to toss money, now shake for me

[Verse
Look at shawty, she movin like a damn
Man she mean, she shakin like a
Booty bustin out her pants and
So that may be why her cheeks bounce like kids on
Yeahh - I'm just how she walk she can
make you put Bucks on her a Milwaukee 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 sayin I'm trickin at all
But if she fine like a waiter be tippin a broad
She strippin it off, it's probably cause the the man hold
The 'llacs to Land, Rolls, I'm a Soprano
In the back with tanned pros, now let's do a little
Add me and your pants slow
I wanna see you clown on the dance
So shake like ya and bounce to the banjos