Luyện nghe bài hát Yes Y'all

Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah..
Do it like this though, do it like this though, do it this though..
it fat like
DIS, dis, UH, uh, HEH, heh, UH, uh
HEH, heh, UH, uh, HEH, heh, UH, uh
Aiyyo ruff ruff rugged ruff ruff digga Dan
Who's that? The man, slam it like Bam-Bam
The big man, the bigger plan, the jams
Quick to figure and I pack stadium stands
Rugged raw, the floor
R&B hardcore plenty more. been on plenty
Been in plenty drawers, far just okey-doke
Not into no hokey-poke, although I may a Coke
Hell no I won't no coke
Steady steady but ready for petty
Big and heavy, far from Chevy, so save gas for Getti
Mic check it, check it
Watch me wreck it; I'm never half
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Far a chump, I'm a champ, I get amped
when I run through camps, gimme some on the stamp, HEY
I need a girl who got plenty trunk, who I got ghetto funk
Not into but I be on a stunt hunt
Got crazy drama, dramatics, big girls in Bahamas are
So now they cling static, dig it
I up on some old wonderama type of drama
I'ma, comma, big belly punanny momma
Bag a cute, so troops, I'm all about
two scoops, I cut loose, just me and a few
To handle static to me is
I never panic or stall, I'm gigantic so yes,

Uhh, king of the big boys, bigger boys, don't matter
Save all the chitter chatter, I make em split and
I keep em goin for blocks, I ran from cops
I roll with my flock, and get from dreadlocks
I treat a mic like a bad habit, I it I gotta have it
A funky junkie flippin styles is
I freak a beat like a prostitute, I'm in hot pursuit
I'm tryin to get lots of loot, lots of
Do rocks like a hustler moving crack
like a muscl-er microphone handin ya rough like a wrang-ler
Sew up cities with girls of pretty, for the nitty gritty
my flavor, is major, you're itty
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