Luyện nghe bài hát The Bass And The Movement

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

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

I have a friend here who needs to put the brakes on. He's old.
And if he could put the 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 your soft
Huh huh step, step, step, step, step, on
Is all you gunna get you try to test the Sean
You need to park that and get a starter kit
You might as hire me to come write your shit

At then nobody'll know who you bit
It won't hurt so much when don't like your shit
Silly buddy in a of beer
Quit in my cum and get your gum out your ear
"I heard your new song son, yo your year"
Why don't you run along and tell girl to bring it here
You got no balance, combined with no
Disgraceful, you can catch a full of phallice
me callused on a retribution tangent
How'd the love die!? How'd the you lose the magic?
These cats is lazy, down on the job
I call Musab, this whole playground'll get
Those your props? that.
Your Gimme that.
A three of Jimmy hats
I show you who the skinny
You can the change. Hit me back when you're stable
If she give good brains she can play with the
"Don't worry you're in 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 of the piece
So play the leach: me dry
Dot your "T's", cross eyes
And me counterclockwise
So call my bluff, or turn the volume up
And make noise for the that swallow stuff
And put your up if you feel the music
Cause all matters is "The Bass and Movement"
I'll keep brief, I just wanna say peace
And be quiet if you the police
Now put your hands up if you the music
Cause all matters is "The Bass and Movement"
So either my bluff, or turn the volume up
And make noise for the that swallow stuff
And put hands up if you feel the music
Cause all 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 matters is "The and Movement"