Luyện nghe bài hát Stomp

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

a fool
Keep tryin' I'm not to quit
The was packed from wall to wall
The gangsta walk is what we
niggas are buckin'
I'm still gonna
The third a
look if all

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

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

On fuckin' ass
We fuckin' brag
Cause we up
on my ass, should I blast
'Cause runnin' up
Maybe my premadin'
No present to yo
the sayin'

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

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

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