Luyện nghe bài hát Stomp

Was in them trees
These are the
They me vision
Seein' things
Me and DJ
We got the off
We stee

We gon' socidal to go slappin' through thy window
Something's creepin' up
It was a
about a hoe
Some on the women
Who want to cross my fules, attention
Not was you weak
Need nigga drivin'

I the car
Said, Do you to buck 'em?
Koopsta
Shirt, I knew you're
Take the bridge
Take a bag them slugs
Sentence see gone son
in your Chris

It's the me dree Z's
got 'em stee
Make me
See what you get for talkin' shit
Trick I you in the splunder
Cut you up
Jerry biatch

Come, come who the
They some
Niggas want to jump,
make ya pump, Paul
Still miss ya bump, bump
Off a nigga fakin', goin' to a
turn to shaken

Mafioso by
And he will act a
When he give a damn
If your red or blue boy
buy the wet slide
Goin' on this lide
Lord Infamous done with
When me get mine

You what I want
But do gets it
Storm on bitch
Like new used confetti
Astronomical 6
Writes space on top of
Comin' to rip up the
We killin' the fool, so act a boy

Stomp motherfucker, motherfucker, stomp
(Lay at, his ass down to the pump)
motherfucker, stomp motherfucker, stomp
(Lay at, move his ass to the pump)
motherfucker, stomp motherfucker, stomp
(Lay at, move his ass to the pump)
Stomp motherfucker, stomp motherfucker,
(Lay at, move his ass to the pump)

How long gon' go
In the
niggas stay drunk
And smoke on new ports
From on my
Wit all peeps
I to scratch
And down beats

I a mix
real deep bass
The noise I had to be tapes
DJ in this shit try to that shit
Tone be speakers stack they crates
Studio 9 was the to be
Where all jocks tryin' to get
The chance get on the

Bein' a
Keep tryin' I'm not goin' to
The club was packed wall to wall
The gangsta walk is what we
When are buckin'
I'm still gonna
The third a
Let's if all

We took the
And show no
throw in our face
And refunds
They wanna fight
Later on the
'Cause Memphis playas give a fuck
Security

We smack the for throwin' us out
For smokin' a blunt, the ones on
It cam on
And now it's time to fuckin'
in the motherfuckin' house
It's the yo
Motherfuckin' stand
they fuckin' steelo

On your ass
We fuckin' brag
we comin' up
Robbers on my ass, I blast
'Cause runnin' up
it's my premadin'
No turn to yo
the sayin'

Saw nine
Boy I call kick door
I those
Bitches in my
And now we to my hood
Don't want the left die yet
But he he would
Wasn't in the

For bunk shit
But these had to creep
boy they stupid
I sit, I leave these hoes for a permanent
And now we out the
We get em' up
Triple 6 and Posse
know we make em' stomp

Stomp motherfucker, stomp motherfucker,
(Lay at, move his ass to the pump)
Stomp motherfucker, motherfucker, stomp
(Lay at, his ass down to the pump)
motherfucker, stomp motherfucker, stomp
(Lay at, his ass down to the pump)
Stomp motherfucker, motherfucker, stomp
(Lay at, move his ass to the pump)