Luyện nghe bài hát Steaks 'N Shrimp

Clap your to the beat
(To the beat)
Oh just your hands to the beat
(To the beat)
Come on, clap 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 don't
Uh huh 'n' you don't
Uh huh 'n' you stop

We in great lakes state
Eatin 'n' shrimp
It's hard to miss the crew
Because we all got
(Got limps)

We come with new kicks and Stetsons
The super saggy rags and the trash connection
No flexin', huh, know I mean?
You can feel us cool, we don't need to be
(Seen)

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

It's all good times, the Lord
For dumb fuckin' and credit card fraud
We up your lawn, we got herds of Lincolns
Step into your crib and have your whole house

Don't blink and don't think we're
Hide your and your gold
And don't express your
Uhh
We get mad props, all shops
Puttin' stops on
They get confused and lose, what we do

Styles from pioneers
suckers 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 come and talk shit
But top dogs ain't nothin' to fuck with
And don't say we didn't ya
I got this Detroit with more love that California
Drunk DJ Cognac dips
Call me the sidekick, boy, kid with the limp

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

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

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

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

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

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

I might sit around, I 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 appointments I've missed

I dissed everybody and Mom for spite
'Cause barkin', but nobody ever bites
talkin' loud, sayin' nothin'
Get you Dad, get your
Go and get boy 'cause he's as big as a house
Now take your pussy ass clickin' and get the out
(Fuck out)

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

Got a way with the world and now I'm lookin' to
Ain't to ass out on a no good gamble
Could handle anythin', but I ain't down for
So somebody slides
Somebody's choked

I'm a no good freak, skin like rashes
I lose a little love with that passes
a masochistic, rock statistic
Vocabulary, I'm a shy simplistic
And get this, some say I changed

I'm the same motherfucker the same old name
A little extra 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 Caymans for straight seasons
(Wee)

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