Luyện nghe bài hát Crunk Muzik

Yeah! ay! dip-set! on
Black-out, do it
Dip, dip-set!
Dip, dip, dip,
Dip, dip, dip,
Dip, dip, dip, dip

Now this is that bomb diggy (diggy)
Diggy dang, the with me
Killa, kill a nigga you thinkin' harming me
Capo's corrupted (yop), he's vato to fuck wit (yop)
Labeled and as a young Pac to the public
And me, Crack in the flesh (flesh)
I'm the of the best (best)
One to describe me (what), spectacular, YES!
So calm shorty, when you see that palmed .40 (.40?)
I'll pop it slow, you'll rock and roll, Bon Jovi
So fool with the click (Ay!)
Don't fool the Dips (Ay!)
You will die, you will lie in a pool of shit (Ay!)
When that gun the clip in (what)
Start and rippin', (yop)
At ya'll head, ya'll some dead (Ay!)
You give a chick hard dick and (Ay!)
I give a chick a hard and bubble-yum (Ay!)
Like here, take that, shake that, break (Ay!)
In and please bring me cake back

You kow what the movements
You know how movin',
Move, we in the mood to fight
This is that get move bitch
Get stupid
High like space, forty five on
You what the movements like
You how movin', right
Move, cause we in the mood to
This is that get move bitch
Get drunk
High like space, forty on waist

is that bang, bang, bang
To my hooligan,
While you movin' thangs
And ya go blast (silence)
me Richochet Rabbit
Cause I and spray matics
And my niggaz savage (Goonies!)
Penelope pump let off six rounds (boom!)
(boom!) one (boom!) shell (boom!) hit (boom!) the (boom!) ground
In the hood he as a Capo
To the goons and the heights its all (TATO!)
gotta know me some vato
In the to move on some pato (demelo)
Ok muchacho, told me that you got it tato (meda)
I know movin' someone know we usually pop you (te matan)
This nine double one, with a nine double m
If its crime lets fun, lets have fun, lets have fun
that o trizzy one, triple oh, whoa, whoa
If you get ya gun (get ya gun, get ya gun)
This that crunk
When the stop, dump
This where the stop chump (dump, dump, dump)

You what the movemets like
You know how me movin',
Move, cause we in the to fight
This is that get crunk move
Get stupid
High like space, five on waist

That rooti, tooti, fruity, Louie, I usually do (what's this?)
This jump, stop, breathe, whoody-who
in the truck
Platt, platt, to a duck
I'm the menace, owe me money, tat, tat, tat, the fuck
Ya'll that five still
I'm reppin' that mill
Neverland, thriller, Killa Cam, Jackson bill (so what!)
Lets style a bit, Italian shit, five spent
Show you how to get that shit
the fifth, jet out of it
My proud of is yo' turn, Jim so burned
bitch, why kiss, on my wrist a glowworm (fifty thousand)
And I keep heat, cause in these (what you hear?)
Just hear woop, woop, whant, whant, beep, (that's the cops)
And you rumble, never, me, hit a humble (a few of 'em)
And I stay the white, I got Jungle Fever (nose candy)
So tell (what)
That her boobi's, loco, monster, who he (who am I?)
I'm the one the rep the set
to left, death to death
You be yellow-taped, outlined, etch-a-sketched..

You know the movements like
You how we movin', right
Move, we in the mood to fight
is that get crunk move bitch
Get drunk
High space, .45 on waist
You what the movements like
You how movin', right
Move, cause we in the to fight
This is that get move bitch
Get stupid
High like space, .forty on waist