Luyện nghe bài hát Touch The Ceiling

Dig it, if you got the feeling, then and rip the roof up
Steady flowin rhymes, drop 'heavy' like that funk'
Niggaroe, kid, with the new sound
Never fake, I be real, so what you gonna do
I don't think so, look, I got your noose tugged
Did ya, now there, daisy with your dukes up
Who's up to watch me get loose, then bruise necks
And niggas who
Then go out like a link
I'm the brink of the up
and watch me go up
Another level, let the bass
As the treble up
My too rough
I'm too
I'm gifted, ovin the
I make em get up, then I get
It's the of the new kid gettin stupid
I know shit stinks, so I don't mind if you it
Oops, almost went pop, now drama like that a grammy
the (bonafied funk for your fanny)

So groove to the funk for your fanny
And if you got the
and touch the ceiling
Move to the bonafied funk for your
And if you got the
Jump and touch the

Well, the of the hill's back, blew up like a well
Got a leash and I go in and out of style like your
Bottoms, say shit that's real like I'm nuts midgets
Pitch, then my mic throw a strike like a picket
Not really into baseball, but I'm an
act a fool
Breakin rappers a rule
I'm cool, peaceful
Kick it my people
But if I go
You can jump and do the
Thing, I sing
La-la, if you got that
me, get wreck
I make you bounce like a
Mic-check, 1-2
Stand and watch me run
A crew real easy, but only if I want to
if I want it, stand and watch me flaunt this shit
I'm like the mafia, I keep on hits
I which way is up
And stop
Till I hit rock
the truth
But for now the roof
Then to the
Bonafied for your fanny

So to the bonafied funk for your fanny
And if you got the
Jump and the ceiling
Move to the bonafied for your fanny
And if you got the
Jump and touch the

Break it down,

Well, I'm not a baby, but I got another verse left to out
King of the hill, knock em down they get up
Westcoast kid, got the goods, and can get - ehm
Busy on the mic this
So pump fist
And never hit the ff button on my
sit stunned
Dn't me no props until I'm done
Your wide open cause you're hopin
That you be able to be label-
Mates with the great
I'm just with the king, and you're not it
Lookin for your gift, but I shot it
I shop with real hip-hop, so at last it's
Ahmad with the (bonafied funk) for asses
So to the
Bonafied funk for your

So groove to the bonafied funk for fanny
And if you got the
and touch the ceiling
Move to the bonafied funk for your
And if you got the
Jump and touch the

So to the bonafied funk for your fanny
And if you got the
Jump and the ceiling
Move to the bonafied funk for your
And if you got the
Jump and the ceiling

to the bonafied funk for your fanny
And if you got the
and touch the ceiling
Do the freak to the funk for your fanny