Luyện nghe bài hát They Don't Dance No Mo' (clean)

They don't dance no mo' (What we is sittin around chillin)

Yeah, uh,
Did it, done it, run it, say it how you it, leave it
When you finished let me dress it up and it seem sweet
Like a beach in Martinique, Goodie back up on feet
Set it for the nine-eight, license plate with the triple A
Callin all them cars, because the be goin left and right
Throwin blows them pros, runnin lows up in the night
Feelin numb from the cup I drank, holla at them in the back
Baby what you lookin fo', Shawty I ain't showin no

People don't no mo', all they do is diss

They get off on holdin hostage
They good, fo' malls and leavin broken glass
Where you park, those two inch white that was lit by cat eyes
Fools calm, fourth and long, zone three
Deep coverage, man
We to break doin eighty-three
2 Live dropped, and we was That D
They don't fight fists
bring they piece
Pat everybody down, before they leave piece

People don't no mo', all they do is diss

Educate themselves, and went to jail, that filthy
With the core, and high-powered restrainin
Why is it? slayin this last nigga, ready to sic em
But I stay cool, and observe them fool and just thank, and drank
And clear the way you think, out and about
That gat he pulled, that my partna
And he worked quickly, was it worth it? He didn't it
Predestined for lessons that we learned
HOT, burned

People don't no mo', all they do is diss

Well, my name is Sugar Low, and is my trade
For years we been some players, what can I say?
night at my dance, throw on a few clothes, uh
Hit live, and break a few rolls
Get some drinks, and stroll the halls, hold the
Just in security can't control the brawls
I still roll the ball, but I done got a too old
To get all sweaty dancin round wit

People dance no mo', all they do is diss