Luyện nghe bài hát Steaks Shrimp

Clap hands to the beat, just 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 state eatin' steaks n shrimp
It's hard to miss the crew cause' we all got limps
We come equipped with new and stetsons
The super saggy bags and the trash connection
No flexin', huh, know what I
You can feel us fool, we don't need to be
It's all about the green, not the we be takin'
That shits free an lp in circulation, and we be wastin' time
Got them all state, all county, all hood
It's all times, thank the lord
For dumb fuckin' people and credit card
Were tearin' up your lawn, we got of lincolns
Step into your crib and your whole house stinkin'
Don't and don't think were soft
Hide your money and your gold and don't express your
We get mad props, all shops
Puttin' stops on crews they get confused and lose, that's we do
tem from pioneers
Leavin' suckers in awe you get 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 camp ain't nothing to fuck with
And don't say we warn ya
I got this detroit thing with more than california
Drunk dj cognac dips
Call me the sidekick boy kid with the limp
I rip rhymes like a bullet in the breeze
And I float through tracks like a 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 thieves on
Strategically placed in case feels bold, I told
You ho's you can't with these 'cause
I make papers then trees
See we believe in brotherhood is criteria
You fuckin' with top dog your fuckin' with
No I ain't feelin' ya, got all that I can do to
Anytime you see me you should stand
You see me in my lincoln, in the clubs
Who you gonna check bitch, the fuck you thinkin'
You can check me but that shit don't
You can get your life took tryin' to take my
You ride with who? man that shit big
I roll with 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 the everyday nothin' at all
See I'm not doin very much I'm havin' a ball
I'm in bed by four I'm up by
I might sit around, I might me a tune
I go fishin' and again I might not
I get me a 40 or pour me some scotch
The watch on my wrist that don't even
A lot of pissed people from that I've missed
I dissed everybody and mom for spite
'cause everybody's but nobody ever bites
Your talkin' loud, sayin'
Get you dad, get cousin
Go and get boy 'cause he's as big as a house
Now take your pussy ass click and get the out
I'm the estranged, deranged, got like states
I live in plush with them hourly rates
I do big plates 8 a day
The crew be 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
I could handle anything but I ain't down for
So somebody slides somebody's getting' choked
I'm a no good freak, I tweak skin rashes
I lose a little love with day that passes
Ain't a masochistic, rock, statistics, vocabulary I'm a shy simplitic
And get this, people say I changed
I'm the same mother with the same old name
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 ain't a pnk, I to be
I for what is not what used to be
Your all up in the past ass
Hear I say
I'm all today and I'm a die that way... bitch