Luyện nghe bài hát Steaks Shrimp

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

We in great lakes state eatin' steaks n shrimp
It's kinds hard to miss the cause' we all got limps
We come equipped with new kicks and
The super saggy bags and the white trash
No flexin', huh, know I mean
You can us fool, we don't need to be seen
It's all the green, not the drugs we be takin'
shits free with an lp in circulation, and we be wastin' time
Got all state, all county, all hood rhymes
It's all times, thank the lord
For fuckin' people and credit card fraud
Were tearin' up lawn, we got herds of lincolns
Step into your crib and your whole house stinkin'
Don't blink and don't think soft
Hide your money and gold and don't express your thoughts
We get mad props, wreck all
stops on crews they get confused and lose, that's what we do
Styles tem from
suckers in awe you get jawed for lookin' queer
Can you hear me or am I to the wall
That's top dog out each and everyone of y'all
You get balls you come and talk that
But top dogs camp nothing to fuck with
And don't say we didn't ya
I got this detroit thing with more love california
Drunk dj smokin' cognac
Call me the thug 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 we bit shy but I by me
And I'm a mean when I have to be
Got young g's with sleeves and on hold
Strategically placed in somebody feels bold, I told
You ho's you can't fuck these 'cause
I make papers then trees
See we in brotherhood forever is criteria
You fuckin' top dog your fuckin' with familia
No I ain't feelin' ya, got all I can do to hear
Anytime you see me you stand clear
You see me in my lincoln, in the clubs
Who you gonna check bitch, the fuck you thinkin'
You can check me but shit don't slide
You can get life took tryin' to take my pride
You ride with who? man that ain't big
I roll with dogs rock your wig
And got gigs all money, to portland
Cellular receivers and beepers is what were
Your nothin' of importance, I don't you
Yeah the on me but the jokes on 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
I might sit around, I write me a tune
I go fishin' and again I might not
I might get me a 40 or pour me some
The watch on my wrist that don't exist
A lot of pissed people from appointments I've missed
I dissed everybody and their mom for
'cause everybody's barkin' but nobody bites
Your talkin' loud, sayin'
Get you dad, get your
Go and get your boy 'cause he's as big as a
Now take your ass click and get the fuck out
I'm the estranged, deranged, got like states
I live in plush hotels them hourly rates
I do big plates 8 a day
The crew be livin' large at the 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 before somebody somebody's getting' choked
I'm a no good freak, I skin like rashes
I lose a little love 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 fucker with the same old name
A little extra game and extra see
You fuck me but don't put it past me
You wanna bash me and got no
I can lay up in the caymans for 4 straight
I ain't a pnk, I to be
I for what is not what used to be
Your all up in the that's ass
Hear I say
I'm all today and I'm a die that way... bitch