Luyện nghe bài hát Steaks Shrimp

Clap your hands to the beat, clap your hands to the beat
C'mon clap your hands to the beat, I said you hands to the beat
Uh huh and you don't stop, uh-huh and you don't
Uh huh and you don't stop, uh-huh and you stop

We in this great lakes eatin' steaks n shrimp
It's kinds hard to the crew cause' we all got limps
We equipped with new kicks and stetsons
The super bags and the white trash connection
No flexin', huh, what I mean
You can feel us fool, we don't need to be
It's all the green, not the drugs we be takin'
That shits free an lp in circulation, and we be wastin' time
Got all state, all county, all hood rhymes
It's all good times, the lord
For dumb people and credit card fraud
Were tearin' up your lawn, we got of lincolns
Step into your crib and have your house stinkin'
Don't and don't think were soft
Hide your money and your gold and express your thoughts
We get mad props, all shops
stops on crews they get confused and lose, that's what we do
Styles tem pioneers
Leavin' suckers in awe you get jawed for queer
Can you hear me or am I to the wall
That's top dog out each and everyone of y'all
You get you come and talk that shit
But top dogs camp ain't nothing to with
And don't say we didn't ya
I got this detroit thing with more than california
dj smokin' cognac dips
Call me the thug boy kid with the limp
I rip through rhymes a bullet in the breeze
And I float through like a shark in the sea
A we bit shy but I by me
And I'm a mean motherfucker I have to be
Got g's with sleeves and thieves on hold
Strategically placed in case somebody bold, I told
You you can't fuck with these 'cause
I make more papers then
See we in brotherhood forever is criteria
You fuckin' with top dog your with familia
No I ain't ya, got all that I can do to hear
you see me you should stand clear
You see me in my lincoln, in the drinkin'
Who you gonna check bitch, what the you thinkin'
You can me but that shit don't slide
You can get life took tryin' to take my pride
You ride who? man that shit ain't big
I with dogs that'll rock your wig
And got gigs all money, detroit to
Cellular receivers and beepers is what were
Your nothin' of importance, I sweat you
Yeah the drinks on me but the on you
I'm all about the everyday at all
See I'm not very much I'm just havin' a ball
I'm in bed by four I'm up by
I might sit around, I write me a tune
I go fishin' and again I might not
I might get me a 40 or me some scotch
The on my wrist that don't even exist
A lot of pissed people from appointments that I've
I dissed everybody and mom for spite
'cause barkin' but nobody ever bites
Your talkin' loud, sayin'
Get you dad, get your
Go and get boy 'cause he's as big as a house
Now take pussy ass click and get the fuck out
I'm the estranged, deranged, got domains states
I live in hotels with them hourly rates
I do big plates 8 a day
The crew be livin' at the seafood bay
Got a way with the world and now I'm to scramble
Ain't to ass out on a no good gamble
I could handle anything but I down for broke
So somebody slides somebody's getting' choked
I'm a no good freak, I tweak skin rashes
I a little love with every day that passes
Ain't a masochistic, rock, statistics, I'm a very shy simplitic
And get this, some people say I
I'm the same mother fucker with the same old
A little extra game and extra see
You could me but don't put it past me
You bash me and got no reason
I can lay up in the for 4 straight seasons
I a pnk, I refuse to be
I live for is not what used to be
Your all up in the that's ass
what I say
I'm all about and I'm a die that way... bitch