Luyện nghe bài hát Introducing Shaunta

Dis here's a Mo production
So it out as we rip it up
The way only we how to do, baby
Straight up, for your

In Central, yeah
To my niggas in Compton,
What up, off in
And to my in Watts, yeah

Where you at in Jordan Downs,
And to the ghettos everywhere, uh,
We're do it to ya
And it go a little somethin' dis, check it out

I'm 'bouts to get buck-wicked, on ya right here
Wild R&B, Hip Hop
And all that other shit
So check it out as I it up for ya

I made somethin' for the and 'Somethin' 4 Da Honeyz'
Somethin' for my neighborhood that made a money
Now Monty is my and you know I gets to it
Because I'm kinda fluid, so the Simmons to the

Stewart got the cash, I and got equipment
I made funky shit that you niggas can't get wit
Now Monty, you do it, you're an R&B singer?
A real, stop, a style is what I had to bring, uh

I'm not a gang banger and I don't buck
If get to shootin', I'm the nigga that duck
I don't smoke indo, that's all
I'm more than happy wit my buzz

Now is how we do it, that's why I say
I did it my way, so just check it as I it
And ya know that I'm
I'm straight, strigity straight from the underground

Yeah and I'm rippin' this shit
But check it, I'm my mothafucka
Her name is Shaunta, so it out as she rips shit
Yo, girl, you at love?

I flex is that shit that you wanna hear next is
The way I get busy, then I erections
And boom wit no car
Bang wit yo' ass fast like Miss Flash, sufferin'

I got you fo' yo' cash flow and yes, I'm bashtro, uh
But don't make an ass of crew
And what that bitch gonna do? Monty that nigga
Then I the otha two and smotha you

Not to your gravy, but to [Incomprehensible]
When I was young, I couldn't drive a
You niggas crave me, you be crazy
The last ho who wrong got a clip, feelin' dazy

You fade me, it's the dash
On to get and round up any competition, stomp her
For all you rambling the flexity
it out Monty grips
'Cause me and wrecks shit, yeah

Yo, yo, yo, goin' out to all my niggas out there
Wassup P
Yeah, straight up to no mercy,
The that give me the righteous fades in South Central

To all my niggas on Crenshaw, off in the hood
in the United States and overseas
Japan and all bullshit
Wherever, this mothafucka's goin'
This for you baby

Yeah,
Did you record that?

Montell, you big sexy, you go
You dressed like Big Bird
like one of them old construction workers
But the boy can sing though, good thing he can