Luyện nghe bài hát Yankin

[Verse 1:
Uh!
Let me go and knock my verse down and this track back
This one of em starters mane make the party crack
I'm in the vuze right now with my plastic cup filled to the rim
to head out to the club and try to knock some new tramp
What'chu mean new tramp? Some of that bitch see
I don't what they be puttin' in the water nowadays but white girls got big booties
Ain't no color line I'm color blind let me stop mister
We all created equal but I a sister
Like baby girl right there she gotta big ole
She probably workout three times a week and eat what the fuck she
You got your thumper on you my nig in case we get into some funk?
Naw remember they tided me I put it back in the trunk
Well I got mine on me homie, and if I to I'll shoot
Well I don't think I'm a sucka they better not hip, bip or
Fuck all of the VIP let's order drinks and sit at the bar
I'm a reckless nigga everybody wanna be a superstar
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Pushin' up, it down
to side, round and round
I'm high off the
I'm try'na her to the telly and pound
thang yankin'
Yankin' yankin' yankin'

Yankin' yankin' yankin'
thang yankin'
[Verse 2:
Neck full of jewelry tell a playa hello
Pull up in that Porsche painted Japanese
(Yellow?) pimp yellow
what the kids she can lose that other fellow
Pocket full of and I'm a keep it all
I ain't make ya shit rain tell ya to get a job
The boy with the X is not goin it with the crew
I'm fly everyday like I run for Jet
Yeah I in the place with the pumper on my waist
The jack boys but my goons on the case
Let the V.I.P. in the middle of the y'all
full of chains got me looking like the Marty Grove
I'm in it with the street niggas chill with the
Got from the hood so you bet not touch us
The that I'm witting, yeah they the truce
They don't raps they I just bring em out to shoot
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[Verse 3: T.H.H.]
thang yankin'
First, gas through a HD board
transpire the bitches so therefores
I doin a fif fast to show up in long
Outta that caught in the groupie here
Got yank, the party ain't notice
Married to the game nigga you should throw a
Thick and thin, thin and
The direction pick the torment how life detorse (it's fully yours)
T H...
She want real I'm the one that'cha see
Got us lick, Monty too exotic
They know my game (what'chu do) in bomb it
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