Luyện nghe bài hát This Dat Beat

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

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

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

You best react fast, this is a 100 dash
(start runnin!), be late, or you'll be comin in last (oooh!)
The biggest goes to those who finish first
And me against you is like a Porsche against a
You may as well not exist, don't even 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, dealin a seasoned pro
I'm a veteran, ain't no fo you gentlemen,
Trunk bumpin, while my bumpers scrapin,
Bomb chronic blazin, hangin, out the window with my elbow,
Real low, to holler at this soul, 'proachin train tracks,
So I hit all the switches, the front and the back,
To avoid all the ditches, didn't the clippin,
So I up and BOUNCED

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

Running into walls, like a in a aquarium
Acting like a looney, locked in a
I'm goin' crazy for the of bass
Fuck crack, give me hits of 808 (c'mon!)
I it when the track goes
Yo Mike hit me off with a little (booooom)
Now thats the type of shit that me want to drive
I love tunes, almost as much as gettin high
I it up and give it back, Kingspade up on the map
D-Loc and Johnny Richter smokin sacks in the
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, that you bang you rollin down the street
And everybody knows you comin, bumpin
This dat beat, that you bang you rollin down the street
And everybody knows you comin, bumpin

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