Luyện nghe bài hát Starsky & Hutch

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Yes y'all throw your 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?
black Ceaser I didn't like the ending
Why? 'Cos we two niggas always making
Too many dollar affiliations

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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 dash O, O, L
Period J my leers waiting on the runway,

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

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

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

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

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

Uh, you niggas, change your ways son
Ah man a little 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 to chill down put your shades on kid
Cool the off put your shades on baby

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