Luyện nghe bài hát Yes Yes Y'all

Yes
Get the start of the new
With the track
Lo and

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

Ah, ha, ha
Like Catchy and

Lights camera action, the hip-hop
Fresh priggy, Bliggy
haters been hatin' all my playin' for years
Now seein' they worst fears as I bathe in cheers
Parades and accolades all shades and
It's me the outrageous my zeal
The smile Inspirator, to Grenada
One of the MC's to say cheese with Schwarzenegger
Everywhere I go know me
Planet Hollywood in Paris accidentally spill a drink upon
Truth of the matter I've been
Livin' it up givin' it up in manipulate
Been the world and I yi yi
Ain't enough of this fly yi yi ya
My pervasive, my effervescence
Bringing you to the essence
the

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

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'Bout to slay you worst than the verse
Packin' my purse but yo without one
I in ratified air where only few can live
in my brain like that train in the fugitive
I pledge allegiance to the soul of the
Stepped away as Fresh Prince came back with my real
A rose by any other still the room
So don't get consumed when a brother's known to
It's Amantics but yo it's good to be back
Never racing the rap lacing the track
Not sarendipadee with me it was a B
'Bout to have an Oscar next to my Grammies
Plural mucho no to talk though
I'm a do so
I'm comin' at ya the smoothest slickness
Behold the style of this kickin'

Yes, yes
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Mic y'all
And ya quit
Yes, yes
And ya stop
Mic y'all
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Yes, yes
And ya don't
Mic check
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Mic y'all
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A GQ cover
This nice
fair you saw me there
I discovered
of rap got the cream and all that
But kinda left a in me
You can't runnin' in and out of my life
my mic aright
Pump your you could record
As place my welcome mat at the music awards
through America tinted in high beams
Rose at my feet like I'm Prince Akeem
So to all you player haters y'all sayin' y'all rhyme
Please stop sayin' 'cause that name's mine
I rocked the Philly with the divin' waves
Yes till I'm bald like Issac Hayes
Bad eyes or back pain or bad legs
I'm a get better age trust

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

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