Luyện nghe bài hát Shake What Ya Got

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

[Chorus: P - repeat 2X]
it for me shorty, work what 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 I hit that spot

[Verse One: P, C-Los]
It's like cancer mayne, I massive mayne
You see them and that butt, she's a dancer mayne
I keep it gully like I even see her
my boy in the cut man holla when you see her
I'm bling man, me and Ghetto Bill
I put my number on a dollar bill
You want to party shorty, you need to call me
I talk country cause you know I'm New Orleans shorty
Let go - you can get naughty shorty
P. shoes on that candy red Ferrari shorty
Yeah I'm young but I spit it through my soul I'm old
One of the reason my pockets stay when I roll
Los hold the fo'fo, low, slow stroll
an attitude for women that's, oh so cold
Yeah I see you actin up, this the way to it up
We them No Limit boys you know our stackin up

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

[Verse Three:
Let a thug get up in that, Tank to pin that
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 right?
'Less you front on my people we comin to fight
We comin to toss money, now somethin for me

[Verse
at shawty, she movin like a damn machine
Man she mean, she like a tamborine
bustin out her pants and seams
So that may be why her cheeks bounce like on trampolines
Yeahh - I'm just sayin how she she can
make you put Bucks on her like a fan
Now I'm layin backwards, stayin now I'm payin stacks
Cause her ass bouncin like the when you playin jacks
Now I ain't sayin that I'm at all
But if she fine like a waiter I'll be a broad
She strippin it off, probably cause the stacks 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 flo'
So like ya pros and bounce to the banjos