Luyện nghe bài hát Atliens

Well the M - I - crooked letter, ain't no one better
And I'm on the microphone you best to wear your sweater
Cause I'm cooler than a bear's toenails
Oh hell, there he go again talking shit
Bend, corner's like I was a curve, I struck a
And now you bout to see this Southern serve
I heard it's not where you're from but where you pay
Then I heard it's not what you make but how you spent
You got me bent like elbows, amongst things, but I'm not worried
Cause when we step up in the party, I'm out-you-scurry
So go get your fuckin' box, and your sack of nickles
It to see you try to be like Mr. Pickles
fat sacks, B-I-G B-O-I
It's that same that took them knuckles to your eye
And I try, to you not to test but you don't listen
Giving the shout out to my Uncle Donnel locked up in

Now throw hands in the air
And wave 'em like you don't care
And if you like fish and grits and all that shit
everybody let me hear you say O-Yea-yer

Now throw your in the air
And wave 'em like you just care
And if you fish and grits and all that pimp shit
Then everybody let me hear you say

Now, my oral be like clitoral stimulation
To the female gender, ain't nothin
Let me know when it's wet to enter
If not I'll wait, because the future of the depends on
If or if not the child we raise gon' have that nigga
Or will it to be the hard regardless of the skintone
I feel that if we tune it, it just might get picked on
Or will it give a about what others say and get gone
The alienators cause we keep your hands to the sky
Like Sounds of Blackness when I what a preach ain't no lie
I'll be the baker and the maker of the of my pie
Now breaker, breaker 10-4 can I get some
Now say

Now your hands in the air
And wave 'em you just don't care
And if you like and grits and all that pimp shit
Then everybody let me hear you say

Now throw hands in the air
And wave 'em like you don't care
And if you like and grits and all that pimp shit
everybody let me hear you say O-Yea-yer

Everyday I sit my nigga be in school
Thinking about the second at the Dungeon shooting pool
E-S to the P-N, cause we adjust to the beat in the zone (zone)
Honey I'm home but I'm not
Carried a lot of problems being frustrated
And now I'm at the end of the month I just made it
you made the B team
And like the daddy's wife you the coffee
You heard the
So back the up off me

Softly as if I played piano in the
Found a way to my anger not to embark
The world's a stage and everybody's got to play part
God works in mysterious ways so when he
The job of speaking through us we be so sincere with here
No drugs or alcohol so I can get the clear as day
Put my away I got a stronger weapon
That never runs out of so I'm ready for war okay

Now throw your in the air
And 'em like you just don't care
And if you fish and grits and all that pimp shit
everybody let me hear you say O-Yea-yer

Now throw your in the air
And wave 'em like you just care
And if you like fish and grits and all that shit
Then everybody let me hear you say