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.
it fat like
DIS, dis, UH, uh, HEH, heh, UH, uh
HEH, heh, UH, uh, HEH, heh, UH, uh

Aiyyo ruff ruff rugged rugged ruff digga Dan
Who's that? The man, I'ma it like Bam-Bam
The big man, the bigger plan, the nigga
Quick to figure and I pack stadium stands
raw, clear the floor
R&B hardcore more. been on plenty tours
Been in drawers, far from just okey-doke
Not into no hokey-poke, I may drink a Coke
no I won't smoke no coke
Steady steady but ready for pitty
Big and heavy, far from Chevy, so your gas for Getti
Mic check it, check it
Watch me it; I'm never half steppin

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Far a chump, I'm a champ, I get amped
when I run through camps, some plaques on the stamp, HEY
I need a who got plenty trunk, who knows I got ghetto funk
Not into blunts but I be on a hunt
Got drama, dramatics, big girls in Bahamas are addicts
So now they like static, dig it
I rolled up on some old wonderama type of
I'ma, comma, big belly punanny momma
Bag a cute, so NIGHT troops, I'm all
two scoops, I cut loose, just me and a few
To handle to me is automatic
I never panic or stall, I'm so yes, y'all

Uhh, king of the big boys, boys, don't even matter
all the chitter chatter, I make em split and scatter
I keep em goin for blocks, I never ran cops
I roll with my flock, and get props 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 a prostitute, I'm always in hot pursuit
I'm to get lots of loot, lots of boots
Do jungle rocks like a moving crack
like a muscl-er microphone damager ya rough like a wrang-ler
Sew up cities with of pretty, known for the nitty gritty
my flavor, is major, itty bitty

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