Luyện nghe bài hát Starsky & Hutch

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

Two big ballers keep the juice blending,
Fuck black I didn't like the ending
'Cos we two jiggy niggas always making
Too million dollar affiliations

Abbreviation, L L,
I'm platinum every time, serious
Aiyo we serious when we experience
High to the max, extra big willing

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

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

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

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

Aiyo, cock diesel baby girl, bigger than checker
In the of the jolt she might feel the Black & Decker
The reason being, I work my right
Handcraft the cake till it's baked right

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

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

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

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

Uh, you jealous niggas, change ways
Busta
Mr
We on the track, I always the lah
I always a contact

Aiyo, stimulation make a nigga wig back
Like he gotta touch a here for men cap
He went dreadlocks to Ceasers
Now he called cash brothers shaving bums is
Kid so that

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

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

gizzy busy for bissi
Mizzy let the rhythm dizzi
a lesson for you sucker MC's
'Cos don't make no rhymes like these, period

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

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

Ladies get up out seat, seat, seat
C'mon and chill 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 son
Ah man splash a little bit of flossing on
Ah man in a and fun loving way
You know,
Yeah, you that

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

Shine, nigga put shades on
Niggas leaning leaning like deformed or something
Ha, fix your
You like like in that commercial