Luyện nghe bài hát Earthquake

Speak to them
Yea fly guy

I, I'm way more fly you
(That's right)
take your dime from you
(That's right)
Now she wanna spend all night me
(She wanna wake up with F, baby)
Let me be the one that you into
(Throw it back ma, throw it back, it back, throw it back ma)
Baby, I'd like to the rest of my night with you
(So how 'bout you? So how you?)

I'll take your bitch her back, take your bitch again
That's you throw a 5, I pitch a 10
Now she get inside of my '66
She see that my wrist is blue and yellow Michigan
She say she love her man, she him
But nobody do it better her distant dick, me
I'm her distance pimp
When I land my bitches for me on the strip, yup

And I lie, I confess
I'm the one who turn that orange to a dress dough
Gotta dress to impress though, gotta clean
momma in a Lex 4
She with me, what you expect? I to be fly to death
It's the Bird Man junior, yours
When it rains it pours, when it rain it
Jazze,

I, I'm way more fly you
(That's right)
I'll take dime from you
(That's right)
Now she spend all night with me
(She wanna up with Weezy F, baby)
Let me be the one that you with too
(Throw it back ma, throw it back, throw it back, it back ma)
Baby, I'd like to spend the rest of my with you, baby
(So how 'bout So how 'bout you?)

Now why you go do that?
I can see that
Tattoo right there, like I can't that
Girl, what Say wait, who that?
Bet he was lame, bet he not Wayne, no
'Coz I'm way more
you hangin' 'round a bunch of yayo buyers, nope
And not a day go by us
We don't get higher than the wires

Cut telephone off, we ridin' where phones don't roam
They even come on
You're far from home so leave it
You creepin' with the of the throne
You sleepin' in a tee and a thong, with your in a pony
I got no blinds, we can stare at the morning, yup
But I can't be all mornin'
I'm a baby, I'm going, going, gone

I, I'm way fly than you
(That's right)
I'll take your dime you
(That's right)
Now she wanna spend all with me
(She wanna up with Weezy F, baby)
Let me be the one that you roll too
(Throw it back ma, throw it back, it back, throw it back ma)
Baby, I'd like to spend the rest of my night you
(So how 'bout So how 'bout you?)

I'm sorry I was
Gotta love that laid back mannie fresh
But get back to what we was doing
Laid back in that on plat Ewing's
That's 33 weak tires, he
These streets ain't ma
You gotta keep heat on side 2 must
So I'm a get 3 and cop you one, wait

Naw hun 'coz you ain't
If your ass ever trip, give you a clip, yea
But I love the way jeans suck in your hip
And you walk kinda how you strut with a dip
And you talk kinda clean and you lick lips
But I can't fall for you I stick to the script, yup
I said "I stick to my grip, I stick to my money, that's to me
honey, Jazze"

I, I'm way fly than you
(That's right)
I'll take dime from you
(That's right)
Now she spend all night with me
(She wanna up with Weezy F, baby, damn)
Let me be the one you roll with too
(Throw it back ma, it back, throw it back, throw it back ma)
Baby, I'd like to the rest of my night with you
(So how 'bout So how 'bout you?)

So how 'bout
So how you?

See what I'm talking bout heart
You ain't gotta have John Madden
You ain't have Dick Vitale, you ain't gotta Lee Carsole
You ain't gotta have Stuart Scott, you ain't gotta Linda Cohn
Know what I'm 'bout?
You ain't gotta have the staff of
You ain't gotta have the ABC staff to speak sports baby
'Coz I got sweetheart

Just fuck with boy and I'll get you a jersey
What you me to put on the bag?
little girl, that's right
Know I'm talking 'bout?
See I can't you the game but I can show you the game
And you can see what you see and how you peek
And see you get
Know I'm talking 'bout?