Luyện nghe bài hát Sns / Roland

f/ Poppi, Tre+6

All aboard!!!

We ride, we
We ride, we
We ride, we

S-N,
S-N,
S-N,
S-N,
We this to all you (All you)
So you can do (Do it, do it) you want to (Bop, bop, bop)
is the funk (That funk) it's something new (Uh-huh)
We out this message to

[Money
All the pretty little young and women
And they great-great grandma's love way we are
them shake they body, bodies
It's the one clique who love to party
We the bottom, M-I-A
Came to have a ball and y'all, it's
Money Mark and the S-N-S, we don't
No day, no way, YOU SAY?

[J.V.]
I got my eye on a victory that'll take my crew down in (Huh!)

[C.O.]
S-N-S so so clean, and can't none of y'all fuck wit my team
Anything less than that, it's a dream
We gotta be sittin' on top ya'know mean
Y'all done so we slidin' in
We sellin' like Goofy trapped again
Bet yo ass this shit stop
You C.O. got shit on lock (Huh)
Big boy takin' over the
Got on the curb goin' (Bop, bop...)

[Deuce
Now hold up, wait a
Let me get a gangsta wit it
Can you pig and pop the
And swig jaw rap out we live it
Poppi get it, seven digits
Seats in the six coupe of lizards
And we won't stop like it
Whether crack or rap hustlin'
'cause we drop the hits that'll funk the
Radio gon' play this
S-N-S, bust an SKS
Betta ask who the best (Yes)

[Trick
Call me - Rosco, Peeko
And I come through in that tre thang (Uh-huh)
Play wit us, the damn thang
See here that's an e'eryday thang
guns and greens on dub dukes
Cop deuces half from the boosters
See thugs wasn't big
You wanted beef wit the thugs, but the wasn't big enough
All the G's to the V.I.P.
follow along right after me
It's - SNS in bitch
Matter fact, I be the in this shit
Put me on next remix
Now count the that you get (Uh-huh)
See shit get crazy
I'm takin' this way back to the eighties y'all
We're packed in jets
it up, the boy bought to bring it back
For

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