Luyện nghe bài hát Sideline

Yeah what's up up money
kool keith
You ever go to girl's house
And they act like they lavish
Two-thousand extreme space chandeliers (space chandeliers)
I rugs
I mean everything all over the carpet (yeah)
With updated nineteen seventy-five music
I all your programs (all programs)
That's all you materialistic robots (robots)

Verse
Yo I ya girl last night
Flat butt is wack, skinny
Bald head with the ashy lips
Wig in the seat
With shoes on her feet
jeans
With mildew in the washing machine
with no place, babies crying, pissy pampers
Roaches and flies funky hanging out the hamper
Three big head boys, but one's got to go to
Her youngest hair braided, lookin like a fool
refrigerator
Family chew up now an
No tv, just me and the mc
No gas, electric
The house smell make my hurt
on the carpet,
Station at the supermarket
With stamps on
beads around this girl's neck
I crack a ounce
Watch the ants, bounces

Yeah

(x4)

I the ruckus straight from the sideline
The two-thousand

two:
Daisy with stretch marks
Her hair in a bun
Cookin pork and
stale franks in the sun
Kids ain't
Little danny's got a head
Bugs are
Cables all smell pee in the bed
Old clothes ain't
The bathroom is all toes
Athlete's
No door with water off the street
the fungus
The room is humongus
lunch on the floor
Baby atomic, raviolis
an old bowl of guacamole, cap'n crunch
No milk, chase it with some fruit
Dishwashing
of grease
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 blunt smoke is in the
Fix all your nose rags
cheerios
No toilet
Baby wipe, your mom a missile
Acting fly I a monkey
my human eye
Dead up I'm
The meatloaf got me curious
Dry turkey on the couch
The cat ate
You think you
Tryin to dress up like robin

yeah yeah yeah

(x4)

Verse
No are paid
Just cabinets packed with kool-aid
Wonder I throw back
Just missed ya head
Sardines with old
Tuna fish is
potatoes
A bag of spoilt tomatoes
borrow, send the kids over need sugar
Little tonika's at the door her full of boogers
forty-five on the table
A six of miller
barbecues
Honeys around like gorillas
Stretch in action
bumps look like mumps
Popeye's chicken on the
the puppy lickin
Everybody watching and white tube tonight
No intentions
Plastic bag hair
I grab a record rick
Play the dimensions

Yeah yeah yeah

(x4)