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

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

Yeah, uh,
Did it, it, run it, say it how you want it, leave it
When you finished let me dress it up and made it sweet
Like a beach in Martinique, back up on they feet
Set it straight for the nine-eight, license plate with the A
all them cars, because the club be goin left and right
Throwin blows like them pros, runnin lows up in the
Feelin numb from the cup I drank, at them thugs in the back
Baby what you lookin fo', Shawty I showin no slack

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

get off on holdin folks hostage
They good, fo' casin malls and leavin broken
Where you park, those two inch walls that was lit by cat eyes
Fools calm, triggers fourth and long, zone
coverage, man under
We used to doin eighty-three
2 Live dropped, and we was Throwin D
They don't fight with
bring they piece
Pat down, before they leave this piece

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

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

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

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

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