Luyện nghe bài hát Stomp

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

We gon' play to go slappin' through thy window
creepin' up slow
It was a
Read a hoe
Some sippin' on the
Who gon' want to my fules, attention
Not was you weak
another nigga drivin'

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

It's the me dree Z's
got 'em stee
Make me
See that's what you get for shit
I drop you in the splunder
Cut you up
Springer biatch

Come, who the fuck
They some
Niggas to jump, jump
Get'cha ya pump, Paul
Still gon' ya bump, bump
Off a nigga fakin', goin' to a
Bitches to shaken

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

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

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

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

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

a fool
Keep tryin' I'm not goin' to
The club was from wall to wall
The gangsta walk is we call
When niggas are
I'm gonna dance
The a fool
look if all

We the club
And show no
Just in our face
And refunds
They might fight
Later on the
'Cause playas don't give a fuck
junk

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

On fuckin' ass
We can't brag
Cause we up
Robbers on my ass, I blast
'Cause runnin' up
it's my premadin'
No present to yo
With the

Saw your
Boy I that kick door
I those
in my trunk
And now we back to my
Don't want the left die yet
But he wishin' he
in the mood

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

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