Luyện nghe bài hát Steaks 'N Shrimp

Clap hands to the beat
(To the beat)
Oh just clap your hands to the
(To the beat)
Come on, your hands to the beat
(To the beat)
I say, clap hands to the beat
(To the beat)

Uh huh 'n' you stop
Uh huh 'n' you stop
Uh huh 'n' you stop
Uh huh 'n' you stop

We in this lakes state
steaks 'n' shrimp
It's kinda to miss the crew
Because we all got
(Got limps)

We come equipped with new kicks and
The super rags and the white trash connection
No flexin', huh, know what I
You can us cool, we don't need to be seen
(Seen)

It's all the green, not the drugs we be takin'
That shits free an LP in circulation
And we be wastin'
Got all state, all county, all hood rhymes
(Rhymes)

It's all times, thank the Lord
For dumb people and credit card fraud
We tearin' up your lawn, we got of Lincolns
Step into your crib and have your whole stinkin'

Don't and don't think we're soft
Hide your and your gold
And don't your thoughts
Uhh
We get mad props, all shops
Puttin' on crews
They get and lose, that's what we do

stem from pioneers
Leavin' in awe
You get jawed for lookin'
Can you hear me or am I talkin' to the
(Wee)
That's top dog callin' out each and one of y'all

You get balls, you and talk that shit
But top camp ain't nothin' to fuck with
And say we didn't warn ya
I got this Detroit thang with more that California
Drunk DJ smokin' dips
Call me the sidekick, boy, kid with the limp

I rip through like a bullet in the breeze
And I float tracks like a shark in the sea
A wee bit shy, but I by me
(Wee)
And I'm a mean when I have to be

Thank young Gs' sleeves and thieves on hold
placed in case somebody feels bold
I you ho's you can't fuck with these
'Cause I more papers then trees
(Trees)

we believe in brotherhood forever is criteria
You fuckin' top dog
Your fuckin' family
(Family)}

No I ain't feelin' ya, got all that I can do to
Any you see me you should stand clear
You see me in my
I'm in the clubs
Who you gonna check bitch, what the fuck you

You can check me, but that shit don't
You can get your life, took tryin' to take my
You ride who, man that shit ain't big
I roll dogs that'll rock your wig
And got gigs all money, Detroit to
receivers and beepers is what were sportin'
Your of importance, I don't sweat you
Yeah the on me, but the jokes on you
(You)

I'm all about the everyday at all
See I'm not doin' very much, I'm just a ball
I'm in bed by
(Four)
I'm up by
(Noon)

I sit around, I might write me a tune
I might go and again I might not
I might get me a or pour me some Scotch
The watch on my wrist, don't even exist
A lot of pissed people from that I've missed

I dissed and their Mom for spite
'Cause everybody's barkin', but ever bites
Your talkin' loud, sayin'
Get you Dad, get your
Go and get your boy 'cause as big as a house
Now take your ass clickin' and get the fuck out
(Fuck out)

I'm the estranged,
I got like states
I live in plush hotels with them rates
I do big plates eight a day
The be livin' large at the seafood bay

Got a way with the and now I'm lookin' to scramble
Ain't about to ass out on a no gamble
Could anythin', but I ain't down for broke
So somebody slides
getting choked

I'm a no freak, tweak skin like rashes
I lose a little love with everyday passes
Ain't a masochistic, rock
Vocabulary, I'm a very shy
And get this, some people say I

I'm the same motherfucker the same old name
A little game and extra cash, see
You could fuck me, but don't put it me
You bash me and got no reason
I can lay up in the for four straight seasons
(Wee)

I a punk, I refuse to be
I live for what is, not used to be
Your all up in the past, ash
what I say
"I'm all today and I'm gonna die that way"