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

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

Yeah, uh,
Did it, it, run it, say it how you want it, leave it
When you let me dress it up and made it seem sweet
a beach in Martinique, Goodie back up on they feet
Set it straight for the nine-eight, 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 thugs in the back
Baby what you lookin fo', Shawty I ain't showin no

People dance no mo', all they do is diss

They get off on folks hostage
They good, fo' casin malls and leavin broken
Where you park, those two inch white walls that was lit by cat
Fools calm, triggers fourth and long, zone
Deep coverage, man
We used to break doin
2 dropped, and we was Throwin That D
don't fight with fists
They bring they
Pat everybody down, 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? They slayin this nigga, ready to sic em
But I stay cool, and observe them fool and just thank, and drank
And the way you think, actin out and about
That gat he pulled, that my sawed
And he worked quickly, was it worth it? He deserve it
Predestined weapons for lessons that we
HOT, burned

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

Well, my name is Sugar Low, and is my trade
For years we been some players, more can I say?
Saturday at my dance, throw on a few clothes, uh
Hit Atlanta live, and break a few
Get some drinks, and stroll the halls, hold the
Just in case security control the brawls
I still the ball, but I done got a little too old
To get all sweaty dancin round wit

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