Luyện nghe bài hát Starsky & Hutch

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Yes y'all throw your hands up real
see where the people in the world is at
Where you at
With L L Rhymes check it out

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

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

Uh, huh, a third of my deposit
I'll buy your whole crib plus the 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
Gotta on making it high
Gotta keep on it high
Gotta keep on making it

Why you ice-grilling, I'm far a villain
Two hundred and twenty pounds, half shilling
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 milk on your back, watch you start
You know she's willing, 'cos a star trekker
coming off like jewels in front of Mecca

Aiyo, diesel 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 cake it's baked just right

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

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

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

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

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

Aiyo, stimulation make a nigga wig push
Like he touch a bottom 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, complex
And I'm the double L, C O, dash 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

Mizzy gizzy busy for
Mizzy kizzi let the dizzi
Just a for you sucker MC's
'Cos y'all make no rhymes like these, period

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

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

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,
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 know

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

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