Luyện nghe bài hát This Dat Beat

Ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh,
Ya'll better turn one up
Ya'll better bang this shit, ya'll better get

Ya'll better bang this shit till your trunk pops (yeah)
And licenses plate frame sounds broken (what!)
Slow cruisin with some goose in my
No just night on a saturday
Ride females and they all bomb
Upfront, laid back, like the bishop don (yea I'm pimp!)
Pullin up to the spot, on the grass
You know kingspade clique be runnin
(aye yo) ass get checked you steppin to the vet (uh!)
We been in it for a minute you ain't even shit yet
So sit relax let the track do the work
Bob ya head to this shit your neck starts to hurt
If you movin right now (yeah), the beats ill
That clique, (well) them boys have got skills
and Johnny Richter comin up on the creep
In a 66 dumpbump bangin down the

This dat beat, that you bang you rollin down the street
And knows you comin, bumpin KINGSPADE
This dat beat, that you when you rollin down the street
And everybody you comin, bumpin KINGSPADE

You best fast, this is a 100 yard dash
(start runnin!), Don't be late, or you'll be comin in (oooh!)
The biggest purse goes to those who finish
And me against you is like a Porsche a Hearse
You may as not exist, don't even pull to the line (back up!),
Cause you lost, the money's already mine,
best to let it go, do whatever you know,
Cause you ain't nothin but a rookie, with a seasoned pro
I'm a veteran, ain't no fo you gentlemen,
Trunk bumpin, vibratin while my scrapin,
Bomb chronic blazin, hangin, out the window with my elbow,
low, tryin to holler at this soul, 'proachin train tracks,
So I hit all the switches, lifted the and the back,
To all the ditches, didn't want the clippin,
So I raised up and

This dat beat, that you when you rollin down the street
And everybody knows you comin, KINGSPADE
This dat beat, you bang when you rollin down the street
And everybody you comin, bumpin KINGSPADE

Running into walls, a fish in a aquarium
Acting a looney, locked in a cemetarium
I'm goin' crazy for the feelin' of
Fuck crack, give me hits of 808 (c'mon!)
I love it when the goes
Yo Mike hit me off a little more (booooom)
Now the type of shit that make me want to drive
I bass tunes, almost as much as gettin high
I give it up and give it back, up on the map
D-Loc and Johnny Richter sacks in the back
In the tryin to dub on this hoe hangin low
Cause you how we do it when we up at a show

This dat beat, you bang when you rollin down the street
And everybody knows you comin, bumpin
This dat beat, that you bang when you down the street
And everybody you comin, bumpin KINGSPADE

You bangin KINGSPADE You bangin who? KINGSPADE
You bangin what? KINGSPADE You bangin who?
You bangin KINGSPADE You bangin who? KINGSPADE
You bangin what? KINGSPADE You bangin KINGSPADE
You bangin what? KINGSPADE You who? KINGSPADE
You bangin what? KINGSPADE You who? KINGSPADE
You bangin what? KINGSPADE You who? KINGSPADE
You what? KINGSPADE You bangin who? KINGSPADE