Luyện nghe bài hát The Bass And The Movement

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

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

I have a friend here who 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 because you know your soft
Huh huh step, step, step, step, step, on
Is all you gunna get when you try to the Sean
You need to that bitch and get a starter kit
You might as well hire me to come write shit

At least then know who you bit
It won't hurt so much when they don't like your
Silly buddy in a puddle of
steppin' in my cum and get your gum out your ear
"I heard your new son, yo this your year"
Why don't you run along and tell girl to bring it here
You got no balance, with no talent
Disgraceful, you can catch a face full of
me callused on a retribution tangent
How'd the die!? How'd the hell you lose the magic?
These is lazy, layin' down on the job
I call Musab, this playground'll get robbed
Those props? Gimme that.
girl? Gimme that.
A three pack of hats
I show you who the mack
You can keep the change. Hit me back when you're
If she give good she can play with the halo
"Don't worry in good hands, I'm a good man.
Nah, just sick of the program."
I only speak to put(?) in the bleach
An orphanage, I'm here to get a portion of the
So the leach: Suck me dry
Dot "T's", cross your eyes
And me counterclockwise
So 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 is "The Bass and Movement"
I'll this brief, I just wanna say peace
And be quiet if you the police
Now put your hands up if you the music
Cause all that matters is "The and Movement"
So call my bluff, or turn the volume up
And make noise for the women swallow stuff
And put your hands up if you feel the
Cause all that is "The Bass and Movement"
From the top of Fiji, to the bottom of Ricci
Big ups if you my CD
Now put your hands up if you feel the
Cause all matters is "The Bass and Movement"