Luyện nghe bài hát Starsky & Hutch

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Yes y'all your hands up real high
Let's see the people in the world is at
you at shorty?
With L L Busta Rhymes it out

Two big ballers the juice blending, who?
Fuck Ceaser I didn't like the ending
Why? we two jiggy niggas always making
Too many million dollar

Abbreviation, L L,
I'm platinum time, it's serious
Aiyo we when we experience millions
High rolling to the max, big willing

Uh, huh, with a third of my
I'll buy your whole crib the clothes in the closet
Take your current chickens then take your
Shake it for papers hey, now she jump shaking

Gotta on making it high
keep on making it high
Gotta keep on it high
Gotta on making it high

Why you ice-grilling, I'm far a villain
Two hundred and twenty pounds, you're shilling
Yo, ice-watery flow like water spilling
You know the of the giz-ame, milk and top billing

Aiyo, I think your empty-ass cup some refilling
Let me bust my milk on back, watch you start illing
You she's willing, 'cos honey's a star trekker
Clothes coming off like jewels in front of

Aiyo, cock baby girl, bigger than chubby checker
In the process of the jolt she might feel the Black &
The reason being, I my tool right
Handcraft the till it's baked just right

Gotta keep on it high
Gotta keep on making it
keep on making it high
Gotta keep on it high

lean left, lean right, lean front, lean back
C'mon, you gotta it baby
You gotta shake it all night
it, shake it

Just lean left, right, lean front, lean back
shake it, just shake it, c'mon shake it, just break it
You gotta ride it baby, bust Mr. Smith
Flip mode yo, let's sing a little something for the

Ladies get up out seat, seat, seat
and chill with me, me, me
C'mon baby, you know I'm
Fellas get up out you seat, seat,
be ice-grilling me, me, me

Uh, you niggas, change your ways
bust
Mr
We on the track, I spark the lah
I always catch a

Aiyo, stimulation make a nigga wig push
Like he gotta touch a bottom for men cap
He went from to Ceasers
Now he called cash shaving bums is nasty
Kid so that

I be the B U S T A R H Y M E S
Full of finesse, complex
And I'm the double L, C O, dash O, L
Period J my waiting on the runway, bust

Yo, aeiyo, yo, I'm Mr. You, God
Is it the
Aiyo, yo, yo, yes we is a boy

Mizzy gizzy busy for
Mizzy kizzi let the dizzi
Just a lesson for you MC's
'Cos y'all don't make no like these, period

is bond, ah man
I had a good time with you Mr. Smith
Do you think ever recover?
I no idea, I see niggas is in comas and concussions

It's ridiculous, word up throw hands in the air
have a good time and wave them around
Throw your hands in the air, word up, word up, up
Mr. Smith and Busta get down

Ladies get up out seat, seat, seat
C'mon and with me, me, me
baby, you know I'm Audi
Fellas get up out you seat, seat,
be ice-grilling me, me, me

Uh, you jealous niggas, change ways son
Ah man splash a bit of flossing on niggas
Ah man in a and fun loving way
You know,
Yeah, you know

Like a bit of ice waters and shit man
You niggas need to chill down put shades on kid
Cool the fuck off put your on baby

Shine, nigga put them on
Niggas leaning leaning like they deformed or
Ha, fix your
You like Shaq in that commercial