Luyện nghe bài hát Sideline

Yeah up what's up money
It's keith
You go to some girl's house
And they act they livin lavish
Two-thousand extreme with chandeliers (space chandeliers)
I mean
I just everything all over the carpet (yeah)
With updated seventy-five music playing
I pulling all your (all programs)
That's right all you robots (robots)

Verse
Yo I ya girl last night
Flat butt is wack, skinny
Bald head weave with the lips
Wig in the back
With shoes on her feet
Dirty
With mildew spots in the machine
Roommates no place, babies crying, pissy pampers
Roaches and flies funky hanging out the hamper
Three big head boys, but got to go to school
Her daughter hair braided, lookin like a fool
Empty
chew up now an laters
No tv, me there and the mc
No gas, electric
The house make my head hurt
on the carpet,
Station at the supermarket
stamps on deck
With beads around this neck
I crack a forty
Watch the ants, bounces

yeah

(x4)

I bring the ruckus straight from the
The year

two:
Daisy with stretch marks
Her back in a bun
Cookin and beans
stale franks in the sun
Kids ain't
danny's got a hard head
Bugs are
Cables all like pee in the bed
Old clothes ain't
The bathroom is all toes
Athlete's
No door mats with off the street
Spraying the
The living is humongus
School on the floor
Baby atomic, raviolis
an old bowl of guacamole, cap'n crunch
No milk, chase it some fruit punch
Dishwashing
Cups of
I ain't tryin to get
Straightening combs, I
is all over the sink
Tampons in the can
The is hot
no fan
Air is doomed
With smoke is in the room
Fix all your nose snot
Pouring
No toilet
wipe, your mom left a missile
Acting fly I scoped a
my human eye
Dead up I'm
The meatloaf got me curious
Dry turkey wings on the
The cat ate
You think you
Tryin to dress up robin givens

Yeah yeah yeah

(x4)

Verse
No are paid
Just cabinets full with kool-aid
Wonder bread I back
missed over ya head
Sardines old shrimp
Tuna fish is
Idaho
A bag of spoilt tomatoes
Neighbors borrow, the kids over need sugar
Little tonika's at the door her full of boogers
Colt on the table
A six of miller
barbecues
Honeys walk around like
marks in action
Stomach bumps look like
Popeye's chicken on the
With the puppy
Everybody watching and white tube tonight
No intentions
Plastic bag hair
I grab a record from
the fifth dimensions

Yeah yeah yeah

(x4)