Luyện nghe bài hát Up Out The Way

I'm in my 7 deExplainuce kelis with the bat
With the bat, with the slappin' bat
I got that rag top Impala the French blue back
With the French blue pack, with French blue

I got that rag top Impala with the French blue
you loan me a dollar? Bitch, I can't do that
Got a flight in an hour, got my bags all
it in for the huddle a hundred and 50 bags pow
Want me to take ya to the and throw it on the ground?
Instead I can't get by, fin this make you girl
I'm back up in this, you pussy in trouble now
Shake, you gon shake the city? Clearly you are from outta town
I my scraper catch your paper on the turf
Stackin' like a Laker, hit exactly where it hurts
Better put that shit in reverse, you might cross over the
The king of the castle swingin' screamin' "off they heads! "
Round up and your ratchets
Mad cause they given shit
it, we keep it, we mack it
Don't 'em nigga, wut's
What is it? Let's get 'em
Millions and millions
Focused, no longer
Put it down, see you mack shit

I'm a ass nigga (you's a bitch ass nigga)
I'm a ass nigga (you's a bitch ass nigga)
I'm a ass nigga (you's a bitch ass nigga)
I'm a rich ass (you's a bitch ass nigga)
money to the ceiling, getting paid all day
All day all day all day all day
If you tryna get it, better get up out the word
Out the word out the word out the out the word

They gonna walk and they sleep and
Now the reefer's on fire, let the motherfucker
The farm once you here when it was my turn
Everybody up in spazzin'
Prouder than a hippie, hella pussy
Everybody tipsy, feelin' tripy
My wrist real icy
Bitch man niggas don't me
'Cause wife want me to pichy
But only 19-90
Body body boom
I'll be
Me and a few of my
consuming
When I raisin' the grip, these fin niggas
About to hit you in the
pack astroclickers
Niggas ain't playin' and really with this shit
Ballin' prowlin'
I shoot a pimp, say it like
All I is money countin'
on thousands on thousands
Relentless, put the
Look tall player, no
All my allowance
And the money countin' countin'
Sheesh but bitch I'm heavy off in these
UFC front
No man, we feast

Let's get you drinkin' and drink it by the case
Then let me on your pussy and knock it out of place
I hook you and book you, hedges sometimes the face
While we vacate in the for motivation, ace
hundreds from 50's
Ball it up, bring it all me
Call it an hit me
I'm open, forget me
Down punchin' approachin' 160
I'm crawling Pauline LeBailey, bouncing around the city
you feelin' shitty
It's 25 to for this pushin'
And spike off did hit by a sniper
Live the of your life in a diper or chill the fuck out
Oh you can walk? Better keep or they could carry you out
This is the end of the drought, homies is around me
Too many 0's to count, I let these women me
Jump off their to give mouth
But then never confine me
Holding amounts
showed you the route