Luyện nghe bài hát don't tweet this

Hello ladies, here's the deal: Welcome to Tech N9ne's bus
Before you get on this bus a couple rules you need to follow:
Leave all your cell with me
will be no Tweeting, no Facebooking
No playing the PlayStation, no Instagram, no
Whatever happens on this bus, stays on bus

1:]
Wassup? It's me, Lou again
(Tech N9ne!) Kansas City, fuckin'
If you you cool and true Then doing the fool my friend
You'll begin boozing and women that we do and do again
Only if holders of secrets they crossing over
The beaches and often go, where we eating we rock n
Deep in the thoughts we go, but no Tweetin she her mobile
And geekin because we showed her, freakin' across the
In the weekend we off in Boulder,
All my soldiers got a
And hoes with a wobble from sticky dough's you hella bobble
bitches they model
And let's it Colorado's
A red district of brothels
And med
Yo, we gotta hide, see, we get no privacy
Why, she ride, with me
Tweet, and lie to me?
I don't (what?)
Who, she sleeps
But, all I know is: Don't you tweet

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Do what I told you, I you, I told you
(Don't this!)

2:]
Baby I would to
it and then erase ya
Cause you go to
One of those social
And go the
about my nature
I gave to see you
(Oooooh) this bitch is shakin the
Pissed at me you wished it be
Listed a Twit Pic sick at me
When ya it you scripted me
I gotta move invisibly
You violate it, you fly it
cause I am stealth
Then it, we tried to made it
it to your damn self
Get our on, quiet, we can truly bone
And I'll be pushing all yo buttons movie phone
Act like you belong, creeping in my groovy
Drinkin Bou-Lou we go all my owned
Way of life, it neat trick
If you and the beast mix, you see shit
And you get the least bit of resistance
We who we see fit, but yo
(Don't This)

3:]
Yeah, it is it is baby
No I want a lot of is in my biz lady
Daily
Thizz at my crib, me
Dippin get me to drop jizz on ya lid maybe
We in Canada partying like animals
Even my tour know that Tweetin will vanish ya
the day I go and say my party wasn't amateur
Granted the lost was planted in tall canisters
Keys, you will receive, right when you
Please, drop to ya knees, ya leave, not a thing
Put ya phone, Yahtzee!
And don't be like the fuckin paparazzi
We livin covert, Flav know!
We let you see what we want to, and we say so
(Monitor!)
Her gossip is really out of her
why, I think I don't have that many followers!

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