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 like though..
Make it fat
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, I'ma slam it Bam-Bam
The big man, the bigger plan, the nigga
Quick to figure and I pack stadium stands
Rugged raw, the floor
R&B hardcore plenty more. been on tours
in plenty drawers, far from just okey-doke
Not into no hokey-poke, although I may drink a
Hell no I won't smoke no
Steady steady but ready for pitty
Big and heavy, far from Chevy, so your gas for Getti
Mic it, microphone check it
Watch me wreck it; I'm never half
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Far from a chump, I'm a champ, I get
when I run camps, gimme some plaques on the stamp, HEY
I a girl who got plenty trunk, who knows I got ghetto funk
Not blunts but I be on a stunt hunt
Got crazy drama, dramatics, big in Bahamas are addicts
So now cling like static, dig it
I rolled up on some old type of drama
I'ma, comma, big belly punanny momma
Bag a cute, so troops, I'm all about
two scoops, I cut loose, me and a few troops
To handle to me is automatic
I never panic or stall, I'm so yes, y'all

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