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' socidal to go slappin' through thy window
creepin' up slow
It was a
about 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 bridge
a bag with them slugs
Sentence see your son
Devils in your

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

Come, who the fuck
They some
Niggas want to jump,
make ya pump, Paul
Still gon' miss ya bump,
Off a fakin', goin' to a richin'
Bitches to shaken

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

You know what I
But do Koopsta it
on this bitch
Like some new confetti
Astronomical 6
Writes space on top of
to rip up the shore
We the fool, so act a fool boy

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

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

I a mix
With real deep
The I had to be slangin' tapes
DJ in this shit try to make that
Tone be speakers that they crates
Studio 9 was the to be
Where all jocks were to get
The get on the tape

Bein' a
Keep tryin' I'm not goin' to
The club was packed from to wall
The walk is what we call
When niggas are
I'm still gonna
The third a
look if all

We the club
And no love
throw in our face
And gettin'
They might wanna
on the night
'Cause playas don't give a fuck
Security

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

On fuckin' ass
We can't fuckin'
Cause we up
Robbers on my ass, I blast
'Cause they up
Maybe it's my
No turn to yo
With the

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

For this bunk
But these niggas had to
boy they stupid
I sit, I leave these for a permanent sleep
And now we out the
We get em' up
6 and Prophet Posse
Ya'll we make em' stomp

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