Luyện nghe bài hát Switch Styles Reloaded

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Switch

I'm the boss of the
My is to go get it
You getting money in the city, I make yo my business
I got on the doe
I call it Dennis the
You get greet with a smile, and get send straight to the dentist
Put them coats on the candy I call it quenchin the
Pop my car in your driveway, think I send ya desert
Think I up some fruit the way the orange is burnt
I'm talking bout my Excursion my done already turnt
means I got miles on it just call me when y'all want it
I turn on that then enter in my opponent
Sound like that old Koopa, but look how boy thrown it
That it already throwed if you see that I'm on it
at the lot I own it, and under that I bury ya
Got a delivery let me call my carrier
And I ain't even heard of ya, my paper is
A living room striaght outta Gallery Furniture
I will murder a I don't worry with worriers
I get further and further ya my whip look perverted, huh
Top taking off with that naked lady her
Sexy frame on the fender, try'na get my doe like a
that I hurt you, you know the Beamer is purple
The TV in the Beamer goin hit the scene like it's Urkel
You gots to on falling but I'm a keep on ballin'
The groupies like collectors cause they just keep on calling
With all these car-loving I feel like 007
Can they throw your car, shut the F up and go get em
I em stiff as a denim, I decorate em fasho
I'm a leave em stiff as a doe, and lay em out a flo
Styles

I up on em with the rag top leaning
Hit that button on the dash until it (till it close)
The laws pull my candy thang over
But my pistol somewhere by the flow (by the flow)
Oh, I'm getting money and you know it
And I'll probably go and blow it on jewels (on some jewels)
And you know this is but'cha got me confused
I won't go broke I'm nothing you

Switch
Ay, stop bout what you finna do
You goin get the doe go get the doe
I'm a all the way till I'm fifty-fo
And all my doe on gettin mo
Cause I'm way cooler you dudes
And I'm way smoother than you
Yes the paint, yes the shoes
I got a new whip I it Blue's Clues
I'm the baddest rapper in the region
Been the hardest out the forty-fo
You don't wanna be the one to go
Cause I slow ya and you know it bro
Combo and I some doe
You already know I don't
And if a hater try'na my doe
I'll break his face with my Converse
Talk and then bomb first
Like I'm having Fetti
power and fame cool but you get em all and you out a deli
Don't ever beg I feel that is
I don't J's I leave that to Nelly
You ain't talk trash yet
But I'll raise mind and I'm mad already