Luyện nghe bài hát Touchdown

Sit back and let thug shit clog up yo' mind (hey)
(hey) mind (hey, hey, hey, hey, hey)
Sit back and let this shit clog up yo' mind
Touchdown in the endzone, kicked it a field goal
Get the extra points, me what's the real score?
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 motherfucker poppin man
it like a prostitute and I'm in the game, this strong arm robbery man
Touchdown in the endzone money man, better get some
Field goal, now my friends on, countin in the real zone
the real score? Bitches is wantin to constantly stay on the dick
What we here fo'? To get mo', why we be mobbin so thick
to scream out Thug Nation, put the screen on the hation
Ain't no time gon' be wastin, been patiently waitin
We them T-shirt and panty parties, bitches be doin us favors
Wanna thank ya for the flavor, you know I'm never savor
you gave up, was precious doll, you the shiznit, you put it down
I it when 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 me somethin, go ahead and show me somethin!)
What your name is? (Bitch go ahead and show me somethin!)
Did she really have kids? (Bitch go and show me somethin!)
And who the fuck your next of kin? (Bitch go ahead and me somethin!)
(Won't you show me somethin, go ahead and me somethin!)
Don't break down it ain't over,
Don't now, it ain't over, feel the party gettin 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 there was 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 to block?
Oh you like to watch? Get you some popcorn, and watch the
Kick up your toes, I suppose, you gon' be up out of your clothes
And there you go, nobody knows, behind closed
Freaks exposed, ladies and hoes, wanna do me right 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
try again, we dig you too, but the main thang is cooperatin
Cause that-a way you would get some play, and it might make yo' day
Cause the official don't the whistle, when you steppin out of bounds
In yo' city or in yo' town, this how it's down
Touchdown in the endzone, it like a field goal
Get the extra points, tell me what's the real
Tell me who's the real ho? Baby official
I'll (brrrrrr) bitch blow the whistle
Ay, ay, ay. ay, ay...
Ay, ay, ay. ay, ay...
Grannys, aunts, sisters,
We give a fuck, we love dime pieces
Got me a condom, let me release
Let me see Victoria Secrets
the drama, you can keep it
Laffy and Tootsie Rolls
Fuck that, show me the hole
I'm to the point, a thug
And should I say, they me love
Went to the room, straight the club
All y'all can leave with us
You a good sport, and we with
Charity baby, back
me baby, dig that?
Let me hit that, let me hit