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, your 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 great lakes
Eatin steaks 'n'
It's kinda to miss the crew
we all got limps
(Got limps)

We come with new kicks and Stetsons
The super rags and the white trash connection
No flexin', huh, what I mean?
You can feel us cool, we need to be seen
(Seen)

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

all good times, thank the Lord
For dumb fuckin' people and card fraud
We tearin' up your lawn, we got of Lincolns
into your crib and have your whole house stinkin'

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

Styles stem from
Leavin' in awe
You get jawed for queer
Can you me or am I talkin' to the wall?
(Wee)
That's top dog callin' out each and every one of

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

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

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

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

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

You can check me, but that shit slide
You can get your life, took tryin' to take my
You ride with who, man shit ain't big
I roll with that'll rock your wig
And got gigs all money, to Portland
receivers 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 about the everyday 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 might me a tune
I might go fishin' and I might not
I might get me a fourty or me some Scotch
The watch on my wrist, that even exist
A lot of pissed from appointments that I've missed

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

I'm the estranged,
I got domains 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 world and now I'm lookin' to
Ain't to ass out on a no good gamble
Could handle anythin', but I down for broke
So somebody slides
Somebody's choked

I'm a no freak, tweak skin like rashes
I lose a little with everyday that 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 extra game and cash, see
You could fuck me, but don't put it me
You wanna bash me and got no
I can lay up in the Caymans for straight seasons
(Wee)

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