Luyện nghe bài hát Yankin

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

Yankin' yankin' yankin'
This yankin'
2: Hot]
Neck full of jewelry tell a haters hello
Pull up in that Porsche Japanese yellow
(Yellow?) Yeah yellow
Fuck what the kids she can lose that other
Pocket of money and I'm a keep it all
I ain't make ya shit tell ya bitch to get a job
The boy with the X is not have it with the crew
I'm fly everyday like I run for Jet
I step 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
Neck full of chains got me looking like the Grove
I'm in it with the niggas chill with the hustlers
Got love from the so you bet not touch us
The that I'm witting, yeah they the truce
They don't raps they troops I bring em out to shoot
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[Verse 3: T.H.H.]
This thang
First, gas through a HD board
Instantly transpire the bitches so
I doin a fif fast to show up in hair
Outta cable that caught in the here
Got yank, the ain't notice splice
Married to the game you should throw a rice
Thick and thin, thin and
The direction should pick the how life detorse (it's fully yours)
T H...
She want real I'm the one that'cha see
Got us mango lick, too exotic
They know my game (what'chu do) in bomb it
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