Luyện nghe bài hát Yes Y'All

Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah.
Do it like though, do it like this though, do it like this though.
Make it fat
DIS, dis, UH, uh, HEH, heh, UH, uh
HEH, heh, UH, uh, HEH, heh, UH, uh

Aiyyo ruff ruff rugged rugged ruff ruff Dan
Who's that? The man, slam it like Bam-Bam
The big man, the bigger plan, the jams
Quick to and I pack Palladium stadium stands
Rugged raw, the floor
R&B plenty more. been on plenty tours
Been in plenty drawers, far from okey-doke
Not into no hokey-poke, although I may a Coke
Hell no I won't no coke
steady but ready for pitty petty
Big and heavy, far from Chevy, so your gas for Getti
Mic check it, microphone it
Watch me wreck it; I'm never steppin

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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 knows I got funk
Not blunts but I be on a stunt hunt
Got crazy drama, dramatics, big girls in Bahamas are
So now cling like static, dig it
I rolled up on some old wonderama 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 panic or stall, I'm gigantic so yes, y'all

Uhh, king of the big boys, bigger boys, even matter
Save all the chitter chatter, I make em split and
I keep em for blocks, I never 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 is automatic
I freak a like a prostitute, I'm always in hot pursuit
I'm tryin to get of loot, lots of boots
Do jungle rocks like a moving crack
like a muscl-er microphone handin ya rough like a wrang-ler
Sew up cities with girls of pretty, known for the gritty
my flavor, is major, itty bitty

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