Luyện nghe bài hát Stomp

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

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

I the car
Said, Do you want to 'em?
Rough
Shirt, I knew hurt
Take the back
Take a bag with slugs
Sentence see your son
Devils in Chris

the coulda me dree Z's
Koopsta got 'em
Make me
See that's what you get for talkin'
Trick I drop you in the
Cut you up
Springer biatch

Come, come who the
They some
want to jump, jump
Get'cha ya pump, Paul
Still gon' miss ya bump,
Off a nigga fakin', to a richin'
Bitches turn to

Mafioso by
And he act a fool
When he don't give a
If your fuckin' red or boy
buy the wet slide
Goin' on this best
Lord Infamous done tight
When me gotta get

You know what I
But do gets it
on this bitch
Like some new used
Astronomical 6
space on top of astroids
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)
Stomp motherfucker, motherfucker, stomp
(Lay at, his ass down to the pump)
Stomp motherfucker, motherfucker, stomp
(Lay at, move his ass to the pump)
Stomp motherfucker, stomp motherfucker,
(Lay at, his ass down to the pump)

How gon' go deep
In the
niggas stay drunk
And smoke on your new
on my streets
Wit all peeps
I used to
And down beats

I a mix
With real bass
The I had to be slangin' tapes
DJ in this shit try to make that
Tone be speakers that stack they
Studio 9 was the to be
all jocks were tryin' to get
The chance get on the

a fool
Keep tryin' I'm not to quit
The club was packed wall to wall
The gangsta is what we call
niggas are buckin'
I'm gonna dance
The third a
Let's if all

We the club
And no love
throw in our face
And gettin'
might wanna fight
Later on the
'Cause Memphis playas don't a fuck
Security

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

On your ass
We can't brag
we comin' up
Robbers on my ass, I blast
they runnin' up
Maybe my premadin'
No present to yo
With the

Saw nine
Boy I call that door
I stick
Bitches in my
And now we back to my
Don't the left they die yet
But he wishin' he
Wasn't in the

For this shit
But these had to creep
That boy they
I sit, I these hoes for a permanent sleep
And now we out the
We get em' up
Triple 6 and Prophet
Ya'll know we make em'

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