Luyện nghe bài hát Stomp

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

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

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

the coulda me dree Z's
Koopsta got 'em
prophet me
See what you get for talkin' shit
I drop you in the splunder
Cut you up
Springer biatch

Come, come who the
They want
Niggas want to jump,
Get'cha make ya pump,
gon' miss ya bump, bump
Off a fakin', goin' to a richin'
Bitches to shaken

rule by
And he act a fool
When he give a damn
If your fuckin' red or boy
buy the wet slide
Goin' on best lide
Lord Infamous done tight
When me gotta get

You know what I
But do Koopsta it
Storm on bitch
some new used confetti
Astronomical 6
space 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)
Stomp motherfucker, stomp motherfucker,
(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)

How gon' go deep
In the
When niggas drunk
And smoke on your new
From on my
Wit all only
I to scratch
And throw down

I a mix
With deep bass
The noise I had to be tapes
DJ in shit try to make that shit
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 to quit
The club was packed from to wall
The gangsta walk is what we
When niggas are
I'm gonna dance
The third a
Let's if all

We the club
And show no
Just in our face
And gettin'
They might fight
Later on the
'Cause Memphis playas don't a fuck
Security

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

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

Saw nine
Boy I call that kick
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 bunk shit
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

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