Luyện nghe bài hát Trees

[Chorus: Baby Bash & Dust]
Let's take it to Miami, daddy, out to
Let's take it out to Georgie, sugar, Atlanta,
Let's take it out to Cali, daddy, to
Let's take it New York and a gang of New Yorkers
I love 'em all
In and out of the
In and out of some cars, that I, just bought
What, it be
Cash or
Mami can picture, I promise to say "Trees!" (Trees!)

Baby Bash & Angel Dust]
Dun, guh-dun-guh-dun-gun, dun
Let's take it down to Texas, where be gettin' wreckless
Dirty
Dun, guh-dun-guh-dun-gun, dun
Let's take it to Chicago, back, to
we go
Dun, guh-dun-guh-dun-gun, dun
Let's take it overseas to and Germany
On the
Dun, guh-dun-guh-dun-gun, dun
Sugar, it's on me, forget what the be
ya thang, now

[Verse 1: Bash (Angel Dust)]
nothin' wrong with a little bit of lightweight thang
They want me to sound my (WHO BE US!)

V-Town, all the
Take a picture with ya phone number, not
Off to Sweden, I was leavin' them with horn
Somebody gets to clownin' and we all of [laughing]
This got jokes
On the way
To the
my folks

From the Bay, to L.A., down to Ray
Tejas, where the trill players play
To all you Hype, without a limelight
Here's a peak
For your ass the time's right

[Repeat Chorus &

2: Pitbull]
Damn, diggy-diggy, damn,
Mami over there's off that chingy-chang,
Where you
Cali, they do the damn
I'm a take ya to
they slow it down, mayne
Forget crackin', screw and it, to make a profit
Miami, Atlanta, the land of the
Where they used to pump bass to keep the fiends
Now we get crunk when the bass (What?)
ain't ready for what's about to happen
?? put it down with Dominicans in
Dite, que
I got the on lock
From Puerto Rico to Cuba, this is somethin' they stop (Como!)