Luyện nghe bài hát Wig Out

Yeah, yeah,
called the Wig Out
It's the Wig Out

It's the Wig Out
It's called the Wig, called the Wig, it's called the Wig Out
called the Wig Out, it's called the Wig Out
It's called the Wig, it's called the Wig, it's the Wig Out

Circulate us in the vein, set to ride the on your brain
a novocaine, I train to easy any pain, word?
Yeah, get your wig loose, I tension
The path to my lesson is the highway to

Plus, what a rush, catch one flushed
Now you got a crush, dames wanna blush
I stomp out your campfire, liar,
'Cause of these homefries here is Oreida

The Wiggy-Wig get the big known to break 'em like a twig
Gimme beef 'cause I eat pig
Who runs the joint with the flavors in the
A One Life to Live As the World Keeps

More, take a draw, then react to
A from my cous' I back as a fact
like the reverend, I make you wanna jump and shout, say what?
CL got the Wig Out

the Wig Out, uhh
It's the Wig, it's the Wig
Wig Out, c'mon, ahh
on, yeah

With the pace of a racehorse, I cover like
Roll force to get you wigged of course
The honey-coated brown eyes to the franchise
Notice guys, never twist his size

Bigger than life, I hit the wife
You discover when my dog ate the off the mother
Called her Greedy Gretchen, my pet fetchin'
And shot Old Yeller with the big Smith &

CL and ring a bell
Supplied by the inside, been a shell
Rowdy but thoughts got cloudy, you
In a puff of smoke, mics lit and then broke

Back and like a game of ping-pong, what?
I get the cypher like Cheech and Chong, yeah
And through your system on a funk rhythm
Honey, pout, CL got the Wig Out

the Wig Out
Like I said, the Wig
To your head go, aow
Yeah, it's like

CL, the A plus you wear a F like a freebie
With your nine this arrives, here kitty-kitty
No more to savor 'cause I'm to kick flavor
The most common denominator, said graver

Sufferin' succotash, a for the cash
Whiplash, FloJo in a forty yard
Solid like a dough, never like Rome
A for your crotch so honey heat it I'm home

My a lovechild, say whassup to ya
Like Dr. Welby, I the boy healthy
Pete me, flip it over and it's sweet
Entwined when I'm design verse three

Appears so real the Soul Brother sun
If you it on a chart, it would be number one
Spread it like sauerkraut, the main doubt
You up in a rout, CL got the Wig Out

CL got the Wig, on
CL got the Wig Out,
Shit is funky, yeah, fresh
C'mon, ah

That's how we're for the nineties
Yes, yes, yes, cousin, gettin'
Yeah, the Wig Out, the Wig Out
The Wig Out, the Wig Out