Luyện nghe bài hát Starsky & Hutch

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Yes throw your hands up real high
Let's see where the people in the is at
you at shorty?
With L L Busta check it out

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

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

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

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

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

Aiyo, I think your cup needs some refilling
Let me bust my on your back, watch you start illing
You know she's willing, 'cos honey's a star
Clothes coming off like in front of Mecca

Aiyo, cock diesel baby girl, than chubby checker
In the process of the jolt she might feel the & Decker
The reason being, I my tool right
Handcraft the cake till baked just right

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

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

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

Ladies get up out your seat, seat,
and chill with me, me, me
C'mon baby, you I'm Audi
get up out you seat, seat, seat
Don't be me, me, me

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

Aiyo, stimulation make a wig push back
Like he gotta touch a bottom for men cap
He went from dreadlocks to
Now he cash brothers shaving bums is nasty
Kid so watch

I be the B U S T A R H Y M E S
of finesse, lyrically complex
And I'm the double L, C O, dash O, L
J my leers 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 busy for bissi
Mizzy let the rhythm dizzi
Just a lesson for you sucker
'Cos y'all don't make no rhymes like these,

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

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

Ladies get up out your seat, seat,
and chill with me, me, me
C'mon baby, you I'm Audi
get up out you seat, seat, seat
Don't be me, me, me

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

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

Shine, nigga put them on
Niggas leaning leaning like they or something
Ha, fix neck
You like like in that commercial