Luyện nghe bài hát Make A Move

Smokin' like a bowl of Buddha
in my bong NOW
You don't want to to the rhythm of the funk degrees
You'll be a in the temple of thieves
it out, just move it on out, no doubt
We the one crew
Kickin' mark ass niggas out the
Puttin' up an argument, just don't
`Cause I'll whoop that ass just like I'm your

Take heed to the master's call yes
(Bring your cell-phone I fade them all)
fly
But they don't give a fuck who dies
When you're in the of the fuckin'
No question,
Nowhere to run the assassination
Let the rain down
there goes another body on the ground
Watch out for G
It's the undisputed Cypress
Kickin' up dust can you handle us
Growin' inside mind like a tumour
Spreading in head like a rumor
Venomous!
I'm from the underground, I take of business
What the fuck is

Move `em out! `em on out! Move `em out!

Suckas come in all shapes sizes and
Let me get the
And hang `em `till their fuckin' necks
Wind passage cut off, now you breathe
Let me give you you need
A fat dose of the good
a puppet on a string
I'm the one your ass
With the rough here to bring
My army grows the buddha I sold ya
Every seed planted is another fuckin'
Like the `coup
Now ya are in the of the ambush
in your car
They find ya
At the bottom of the
Let me ya
You better be behind ya
It's too late, no one standin' here
Hallucination, bees hummin' in ear
Paranoia, dwelling to dome piece
Increase, the of the terror that move ceased

Move `em out! `em on out! Move `em out!

Make a move, make a move, every posse a move

on
Open up the doors for the funk buddha
With the point the dick can die
Rolling the six shooter

Still shootin' real
Lookin' for the buster that I must
No
As the inches
Let the flow
As I look him in the eyes
And rip niggas in half
the paragraph
They can't a path
I like the
Still I reign the we remain
The big bad Hill, fuckin' niggas up again
When I aim I'm for your brain
Brother low, cross-hairs break you up the frame

`em out! Move `em on out! Move `em out!