Luyện nghe bài hát Sole Sunday

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"i'll for you 'til the day I die"

Yeah.. yeah.. yo
Gipp keep it slow poke, hang out the with no rope
Sit in the tub, flick the remote and
Pull up, jump out, and then I for em
And if got problems, i'ma cut for em
In this now you can disappear smoke thick
Shells bail like tailbacks for hoes
my ass down the air like I care
Scar that ass, leave your open like an arab
money off these breakdown slabs
We got this zone, get own
Better move on before your get split, you won't forget
The df put it down, now get down, or sit

Sunday mornin, makes me
So godly, me, if I shake your soul..

I tackle my problems, never run my foes
Stiff-arm facemask, hit the but it didn't leave a sucka froze
Like he just tried to stuff a ki up in his nose
On all
You hit em I hit em low, for this dough
Yo heart gon' bust out here, we comin full speed
We deep and take you you up off of your feet
At the lift, of the glass, sippin
cut but I stay dirty
Uhh, you fair, I teach
I spot this pig in yo' like you never stopped eatin pork
Or beast, ? ? ? ?
Tenacious on his grill, uhh, hall of famer
With no fears, blood sweat and tears, uhhh, uhh, ohh

Sunday mornin, makes me
So godly, me, if I shake your soul..

The rich boy got it bad cause he is
The po' boy got it bad he is po'
The bad boy got it bad cause he won't
The good gul got it good cause she got
It runs in no undeveloped fellas lame
Same mechanics do it, baby who need her buick
Repaired don't no knowledge of what a brake shoe is
Make woo it, a nigga, sperm it tickle
We wiggle, ? ? emotions like dill
In autumn, fall, into the bottom of black,
Make a on nothingness cause that's where I'm at
Cold as summer, I got yo' number, you got my
Let's add em, see what we come with maybe we can
uhh, babies in homes and uhh, retarded ones, uhh
Dolphins and whales, uhh, the ones, so
Nothing you can do can be new up the sun
what sun you live under you can be the one on

Sunday mornin, me feel
So godly, pardon me, if I your soul..

Sunday mornin, makes me
So godly, pardon me, if I your soul..

Sunday mornin, makes me
So godly, pardon me, if I your soul..