Luyện nghe bài hát Dashing (Reasons)

The had a pair of old Air Impalenisias on
Oh shit, the had a pair of Air Christen Slater's
Rebel I, the max, it's really Digital
Rockin' the latest in, every day comin' at
Rockin' the latest in Ben
Fuck that, the big thing, lay this as Hollywood niggaz
Now that's a money
Yo yo

I was through the hood
with the whip, smoke gray
Leavin' marks on five-oh, smokin' all the way

With my team, bitches see our shine
Yo son we gotta make that cream raps or Nixon times

They call me Rollie, watch me polly with the wide body
the bad hottie, rocked enough ice to play hockey
I swarm like paparazzi, she popped a wheelie on the apple Kawasaki
Everything is sloppy, for those who copy
I'll splash her tonight, don't block
Sippin' on Bacardi got me toxy
Plus the Cali 'dro holdin' me, I'm 'bout to like the Roxy
Ever property, Monopoly, big
Snatch the cream, whether in the concert or in the lobby
Used to be a hobby, got me duckin' Giulianni
Like I'm still coppin' big eights papi
me, whether Mardi Gras' or house party
It's wild like safari, ain't mean to the body
But had 'em wobbly off the first blow, tryin' to me

I'm to pump ya blood like the theme song to Rocky
Kamikaze, karate chop ya head like a naughty
Dread then myself Collar Ratsi
Professionally trained, I am for artery
I give the but charge for photography
Not hardly kid, you awkward God
You'se a carbon copy, just to rock Wallys
Spark the broccoli, spaz off ghetto opery
Or catch the hot seat, you're bawty boy ya posse

Come, come,
One for the dough, son
Give me the

Come, come,
One for the dough, son
Give me the

Come, come,
One for the dough, son
Give me the

Come, come,
One for the dough, son
Give me the

couldn't get me, watch me move swiftly
Broke the unmarked with this cabby who was a gypsy
He tipsy, said he loved his bills crispy
Drivin' the streets he kept on the night, shifty
Quickly, who ring like it's twelve on Sunday?
While the stage catch shells forceful gunplay
fact that the track was a fierce counterattack
All who couldn't multiply were sent back
No tanks, low rank, soldiers hittin' the
Tainted the heart of an empire, was torn
Brought to a halt from a full assault
The chemist left the lab with results
saw the swordsman sift electrical volts
The audience threw nuts with loose and bolts
The archives automatically changed ya vibes
It was layin' in the zip drive from five

Come, come,
One for the dough, son
Give me the

Come, come,
One for the dough, son
me the reasons

Come, come,
One for the dough, son
me the reasons

Come, come,
One for the dough, son
Give me the