Luyện nghe bài hát Touchdown

Sit back and let this thug clog up yo' mind (hey)
Mind (hey) (hey, hey, hey, hey, hey)
Sit back and let this shit clog up yo' mind
in the endzone, kicked it like a field goal
Get the extra points, me what's the real score?
Tell me who's the ho? Baby it's official
I'll referee (brrrrrr) bitch blow the
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 mean money man, better get
goal, now my friends on, countin Benjamins in the real zone
What's the real score? is wantin to constantly stay on the dick
What we here fo'? To get mo', why we be mobbin so thick
Quick to scream out Thug Nation, put the on the hation
Ain't no time be wastin, y'all been patiently waitin
We have T-shirt and panty parties, bitches be doin us favors
Wanna ya for the flavor, you know I'm never gon' savor
you gave up, was precious doll, you the shiznit, you put it down
I love it when you get wild, I you screamin "Touchdown"
[Hook: C] + (Dre Ghost)
Put your hands in the air (bitch go and show me somethin!)
Put my nuts on your chin (bitch go ahead and 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 is? (Bitch go ahead and show me somethin!)
Did she really have (Bitch go ahead and show me somethin!)
And who the fuck your next of (Bitch go ahead and show me somethin!)
(Won't you me somethin, go ahead and show me somethin!)
Don't break down it ain't over,
Don't leave now, it ain't over, feel the party gettin started
You flawless should be the law, got a nigga 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 drop, oh you one of them kind that like to block?
Oh you like to watch? Get you popcorn, and watch the movie
up your toes, I suppose, you gon' be comin up out of your clothes
And there you go, nobody knows, closed do's
Freaks exposed, and hoes, wanna do me right after the show
Hey, ain't wrong, with a little bit of bumpin and grindin
Tell me yo' age, me yo' license, we ain't goin out like Tyson
Better try again, we dig you too, but the thang is cooperatin
Cause that-a way you get some play, and it just might make yo' day
Cause the official don't blow the whistle, when you steppin out of
In yo' city or in yo' town, this how it's goin
in the endzone, kicked it like a field goal
Get the points, tell me what's the real score?
Tell me who's the real ho? Baby it's
I'll referee (brrrrrr) bitch blow the
Ay, ay, ay. ay, ay...
Ay, ay, ay. ay, ay...
Grannys, aunts, sisters,
We don't a fuck, we love dime pieces
Got me a condom, let me this
Let me see them Secrets
the drama, you can keep it
Laffy Taffy's and Rolls
Fuck that, me the pussy hole
I'm to the point, such a
And I say, they show me love
Went to the room, from the club
All y'all broads can with us
You a sport, and we with that
Charity baby, give
Shower me baby, dig
Let me hit that, let me hit