Luyện nghe bài hát Wig Out

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

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

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

Plus, what a rush, catch another one
Now you got a crush, makin' dames blush
I stomp out campfire, liar, retire
'Cause none of homefries here is Oreida

The get the big bread known to break 'em like a twig
Gimme 'cause I don't eat pig
Who runs the with the flavors in the Vernon?
A One Life to Live As the World Turnin'

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

the Wig Out, uhh
It's the Wig, definitely 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 wise to the
Notice other guys, twist his size

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

CL and double-X-L ring a
by the inside, never been a shell
Rowdy but got cloudy, you choked
In a puff of smoke, mics lit and then broke

Back and forth a game of ping-pong, what?
I get the cypher goin' 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 make head go, aow
Yeah, it's that

CL, the A plus while you wear a F like a
With your nine lives arrives, here kitty-kitty
No more to 'cause I'm here to kick flavor
The most denominator, said none graver

Sufferin' succotash, a blunt for the
Whiplash, FloJo in a yard dash
Solid like a dough, fall like Rome
A notch for 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 mentally design verse

Appears so real the Soul Brother sun
If you rate it on a chart, it would be 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,
is funky, yeah, that's fresh
C'mon, ah

That's how livin' for the nineties
Yes, yes, yes, cousin, busy
Yeah, the Wig Out, the Wig Out
The Wig Out, the Wig Out