Luyện nghe bài hát Yes Yes Y'all

Yes
Get the of the new jiggyness
the track masters
Lo and

Gon' it to ya
Know what I
Lot of macaronis
it out for all the

Ah, ha, ha
Like and Joni

Lights action, the hip-hop attraction
priggy, John Bliggy
Player haters been hatin' all my playin' for
Now they seein' they worst fears as I bathe in
and accolades all shades and ages
It's me the outrageous my zeal
The Inspirator, aspen to Grenada
One of the MC's to say cheese with Schwarzenegger
I go they know me
Planet Hollywood in Paris accidentally spill a drink they?
Truth of the I've been loungin'
Livin' it up it up in manipulate surroundings
around the world and I yi yi
Ain't seen enough of fly yi yi ya
My attitude pervasive, my
Bringing you to the essence
the

Yes, yes
And ya don't
Mic y'all
And ya quit
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'Bout to slay you worst the first verse
Packin' my purse but yo without one
I in ratified air where only few can live
Thoughts in my brain like that in the fugitive
I allegiance to the soul of the game
Stepped away as Fresh Prince came back with my real
A rose by any still beautifies the room
So don't get consumed when a brother's to gloom
Amantics but yo it's really good to be back
Never racing the rap lacing the track
Not sarendipadee with me it was a B
'Bout to have an standin' next to my Grammies
Plural no need to talk though
I'm a do so
I'm comin' at ya the smoothest slickness
Behold the lick of this kickin'

Yes, yes
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Mic y'all
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A GQ twice
This brother's
Vanity you saw me there
I discovered
Outside of rap got the cream and all
But left a void in me
You can't runnin' in and out of my life
my mic aright
Pump your radio you could
As place my welcome mat at the music awards
Coming through America tinted in beams
Rose petals at my feet like I'm Prince
So to all you player haters y'all sayin' y'all rhyme
stop sayin' Jada 'cause that name's mine
I rocked the Philly fade with the divin'
Yes yellin' till I'm bald like Hayes
Bad eyes or gray's pain or bad legs
I'm a get better age trust

Yes, yes
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And ya don't
Yes, yes
And ya stop
Mic check
And ya don't
Yes, yes
And ya stop
Mic y'all
And ya don't
Yes, yes
And ya stop
Mic check
And ya quit

Yes, yes
And ya stop
Mic check
And ya don't
Yes, yes
And ya stop
Mic check
And ya don't
Yes, yes
And ya stop
Mic y'all
And ya don't
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And ya stop
Mic y'all
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