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 little bits of Negro?
Into the isn't enough
is all consuming, let me tell you...

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

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

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

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