Luyện nghe bài hát Touchdown

Sit back and let this thug shit clog up yo' (hey)
Mind (hey) (hey, hey, hey, hey, hey)
Sit back and let this thug shit up yo' mind
Touchdown in the endzone, kicked it like a field
Get the extra points, tell me what's the real
Tell me who's the real ho? Baby it's
referee (brrrrrr) bitch blow the whistle
Tell her to blow it, ain't no stoppin man, get this motherfucker man
Treat it like a and I'm in the game, this strong arm robbery man
Touchdown in the mean money man, better get some
Field goal, now my friends on, countin in the real zone
What's the real score? Bitches is to constantly stay on the dick
What we fo'? To get mo', that's why we be mobbin so thick
Quick to scream out Thug Nation, put the screen on the
Ain't no time gon' be wastin, y'all been patiently
We them T-shirt and panty parties, bitches be doin us favors
thank ya for the flavor, you know I'm never gon' savor
What you up, was precious doll, you the shiznit, you put it down
I love it you get wild, I love you screamin "Touchdown"
Thin C] + (Dre Ghost)
Put your in the air (bitch go ahead and show me somethin!)
Put my nuts on chin (bitch go ahead and show me somethin!)
Now do it again and again bitch (bitch go ahead and me somethin!)
(Won't you show me somethin, go and show me somethin!)
What your momma name is? (Bitch go ahead and me somethin!)
Did she really have kids? (Bitch go and show me somethin!)
And who the your next of kin? (Bitch go ahead and show me somethin!)
(Won't you show me somethin, go ahead and me somethin!)
Don't break down it ain't over,
Don't leave now, it ain't over, feel the party started girl
You flawless should be against the law, got a wantin to break you off
Come here girl, take that off, that body right was made to floss
Made for me, give a piece, give Dre a shot, he rock the cock
L.D.T. make panties drop, oh you one of them kind that like to
Oh you like to watch? Get you some popcorn, and watch the
Kick up your toes, I suppose, you gon' be comin up out of clothes
And there you go, nobody knows, behind do's
Freaks exposed, ladies and hoes, do me right after the show
Hey, nothin wrong, with a little bit of bumpin and grindin
Tell me yo' age, show me yo' license, we goin out like Tyson
Better try again, we dig you too, but the main thang is
Cause that-a way you would get some play, and it just might yo' day
Cause the official blow the whistle, when you steppin out of bounds
In yo' city or in yo' town, this how goin down
in the endzone, kicked it like a field goal
Get the points, tell me what's the real score?
Tell me who's the ho? Baby it's official
I'll referee (brrrrrr) blow the whistle
Ay, ay, ay. ay, ay...
Ay, ay, ay. ay, ay...
Grannys, aunts, sisters,
We don't give a fuck, we love pieces
Got me a condom, let me this
Let me see them Victoria
Fuck the drama, you can it
Laffy and Tootsie Rolls
Fuck that, me the pussy hole
I'm to the point, a thug
And should I say, show me love
Went to the room, straight the club
All y'all can leave with us
You a sport, and we with that
Charity baby, back
me baby, dig that?
Let me hit that, let me hit