Luyện nghe bài hát Snap

Snap if you your biz and got your shit locked
Snap if you in the club and if the shit rocks
pump your boomin system bumpin hiphop
Snap, snap it one more time now who the loudest

I'm sittin in my crib dreamin Lear jets and coupes
The way salt and how to sell records like a snoop
And make a mil by
Malique was never gone as far as I
I took my time out, I left a hole in the
They miss me dearly now, hoes my name
I'm back and again, single and minglin
Women are screamin and creamin, while jinglin
Cause I'm a playa, some call me pimp dad
You got big curves honey let me pimp that
Primp that, my shoulders and limp back
And if your man tough, he gon get pimp slapped
Too phat, new albomb is to blaze
Kids rushin stores like the pit stop of the amazing
is back in your vicinity
The name stick to your head like the kid who took your virginity
I said I'm in your vicinity
The name will stick in your from 05 until infinity

Joe
hook, gonna make you look
Too yeah we got you shook, yo
The probably booked under JFK
We got phillies yes ladies please sip some
A lot of think that we'd be gone by now
Now how that gonna happen ya'll should all by now
This is hot right now go figure how we do it
I love nive figures, making figures and units
Puff La Luniz that's how we stay down
is a treat for my freaks that lay down
Won't it down, we coming back real big
We mens in black vans the whole crew roll thick
Now move on we let ya'll shine too long
Ya songs a minute plus that shit is way too
Get off the microphone, I'm to snap and loose my patience
And quit rapping and get another

Joe
Now its official damn, crush and the gossips
No issues man we take the industry for
Now here're the terms, we back in for another term
You learn, the hard way, to the point of no return
You'll crash and if you ain't the best don't mess
If you ain't on top of ya game you know the saying die like the
Aims on ya chest, you don't wanna get clapped
You get two down, two middle fingers man snap
It's a wrap hoe, not here to rub
Malique and Joe Flizz stick like Velcro

I like superstars and
Bite and hoochies
**** it, I'm a smoothie,
Now who be puffin em doobies doin phat tracks?
And all the and groupies, I let you have that
You prolly need that, your album soon
The only fan you got spinnin in your room
You sittin in the gloom, thinkin it's a game
And why the ladies love me like I'm cool James
Hush, play when I speak
Cause my words make more sense a beggar in a crowded street
Too Phat the rebirth, a brand new
Used to write with my mind, but now I write my heart