Luyện nghe bài hát Clifton

Yeah, straight from the
man
J. reno, Keith
Kool

I used to rock a booty butt banger with a
Snap back with slaps, bypass them corny raps
Perhaps some action, maxin' in the turb'
Unique investigator, sportin' more

From here to Virginia clubs I step up in ya
Tell the maid from my toes to my blade
act up on front stage, make 'em back up
You get workout that head piece gettin' slapped up

Now turn yo' lip up, you drop that mic, you turn yo' lip
I spin on like, blowin' mics, make you sit down
here to North Carolina, 95 to South Carolina
Atlanta, Georgia, flowin' down like I'm water

Mexican, Indian, fly girls, the Puerto
Pum pum pump, the eight oh eight oh oh eight oh peakin'
Now spectacular, expert, them legs will work
bomber watch' em strip Eddy tip that fine mama

Hydraulics expand, drums bang like gap band
I clap hand, take his mic, him five to my man
Switch his work to shows, I do concerts
Light up like fourth of July atomic fireworks
attack, white backpacks on wack macks, yeah

Clifton,
Keith,
(Psych)
Clifton,
Keith,
(Psych)

My name is Clifton Santiago
At the bodega, I need a fat sandwich
You know my switches, drop, scrapin' sparks
I mack these bitches, white Puerto Rican

Black Russian Haitian jungle fever, I ain't hatin'
A cup more coppertone, I'm on your kinky ear
Bitches they stare, 'cause I'm wild diesel
Boy, hopin' I recognize they girls in this song

Bodda bodda bing bodda bing da bing bong, yo check it
I up televas-quez, he's gettin' ass
And when he finish, call up Santiago and bring the
I'm out to desecrate, wild western state

I got your lickin' ass, suckin' hairy balls
My occupation and bringin' niggaz bad luck
My name is Clifton Santiago at the mall
I'm full [Unverified], a niggaz deep up in the movies

Greg I'm groovy, yo, Bobby, sit and watch the movie
And kick hoe out with that one tooth, lookin' goofy
She's on my tab, better make popcorn to pay her
They know I'm wild, I don't mess with chicken heads
and Fred, Wilma, Betty, Bam-Bam, Pebbles

Clifton,
Keith,
(Psych)
Clifton,
Keith,
(Psych)

Slidin' through the of the do'
You didn't see me in the with my pistol, ev dog
Flyin' heads is my job, I will you
backwards, chosin' jacket turn around

Gloves on, hands
Can you me?
I wear blu blocker so you can't see what I see
Holdin' a mirror up, so I don't run into

But I don't care, 'cause I karate
Vulcan and that yoga too
Don't you know I'm stretch Armstrong in the
With a mocha tan and a mind?

Like Chippendale, yeah
Comedy? Yes, no? not
But if I got a lip zip
Baggy jeans on, through a crowded room

Avoid all contact me, click boom
People stop that chatter they resort to screamin'
Am I dreamin', drunk or just zooted
I need help call pronto

My modus is complete
One down, to go, others to show
The argonaut is ain't no circus sideshow
Ringling and and Bailey we are not
kingdom mutual of northern cal

Clifton,
Keith,
(Psych)
Clifton,
Keith,
(Psych)

Clifton,
Keith,
(Psych)
Clifton,
Keith,
(Psych)