Luyện nghe bài hát The Bass And The Movement

And we know how to some music
And the music ain't to stand still
And little bit of, you know little bits of
Into the isn't enough
Music is all consuming, let me you...

You should have stuck with the original plan: To be a man
Should have it simple, before the shit hit the fan
Give the kid a cause he sucks
Take the microphone his fist he doesn't know how to clutch
You wanna treat it like a
we can joke about your take down
And let your get hurt when I tug on your skirt
"Shut the fuck up! Professionals are tryin' to work."
And to the that don't feel us: Fuck em'
Don't need em', see em', never leave em', never loved em'
Stuff em' full of dick the hole rips
And let em' that's what they get for that ho shit
"Ooh my goodness, Slug went up and flipped his
I haven't heard a mac like this in a while"
Bullshit! Still broke and I still the smile
Go ahead and download my dick to a
Yo, you heard sing his songs about women
Like he must be a weak link, I know I can with em'
For those who wanna ride, on, climb aboard
be an asshole for as long as I'm exhorted
You either call my bluff or the volume up
And make noise for the women that swallow
And put hands up if you feel the music
Cause all that is "The Bass and the Movement"

I a friend here who needs to put the brakes on. He's getting old.
And if he put the brakes on time, he'd be coo'
The brakes...the brakes...the brakes...the brakes...

Step, step, step, step, step, off
You know you gotta get lost because you know soft
Huh huh step, step, step, step, step, on
Is all you gunna get you try to test the Sean
You need to that bitch and get a starter kit
You might as well me to come write your shit

At then nobody'll know who you bit
It won't hurt so much when they don't your shit
Silly buddy in a puddle of
Quit steppin' in my cum and get gum out your ear
"I your new song son, yo this your year"
Why you run along and tell your girl to bring it here
You got no balance, combined with no
Disgraceful, you can catch a face of phallice
Color me callused on a tangent
How'd the love die!? the hell you lose the magic?
These cats is lazy, down on the job
I Musab, this whole playground'll get robbed
Those props? Gimme that.
Your Gimme that.
A pack of Jimmy hats
I show you who the mack
You can the change. Hit me back when you're stable
If she give good brains she can play with the
"Don't worry in good hands, I'm a good man.
Misunderstood? Nah, sick of the program."
I only speak to put(?) ammonia in the
An orphanage, I'm here to get a of the piece
So play the leach: me dry
Dot "T's", cross your eyes
And blow me
So either call my bluff, or the volume up
And make noise for the women swallow stuff
And put your hands up if you the music
Cause all that matters is "The and Movement"
I'll keep this brief, I wanna say peace
And be quiet if you love the
Now put hands up if you feel the music
all that matters is "The Bass and Movement"
So either call my bluff, or turn the up
And make for the women that swallow stuff
And put your hands up if you the music
all that matters is "The Bass and Movement"
From the top of Fiji, to the bottom of Christina
Big ups if you my CD
Now put your up if you feel the music
Cause all that is "The Bass and Movement"