Luyện nghe bài hát Make A Move

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

heed to the master's call yes y'all
(Bring your cause I fade them all)
fly
But don't give a fuck about who dies
you're in the middle of the fuckin'
No question,
to run from the assassination
Let the rain down
Whoops there another body on the ground
Watch out for G
It's the Cypress family
Kickin' up dust can you us fragilly
Growin' inside your mind a tumour
Spreading in head like a rumor
Venomous!
I'm the underground, I take care of business
the fuck is this?

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

Suckas in all shapes sizes and colors
Let me get the
And hang `em `till their fuckin' broke
Wind passage cut off, now you breathe
Let me give you what you
A fat dose of the good
a puppet on a string
I'm the one your ass
With the rough shit to bring
My grows like the buddha I sold ya
Every seed is another fuckin' soldier
the `coup d'etate'
Now ya are in the middle of the
in your car
They find ya
At the of the lake
Let me ya
You be lookin' behind ya
It's too late, no one standin' here
Hallucination, bees hummin' in ear
Paranoia, dwelling to dome piece
Increase, the level of the terror that ceased

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

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

on
Open up the doors for the high funk
With the light the dick can die
with the six shooter

Still real straight
Lookin' for the buster that I must
No
As the inches
Let the four
As I look him right in the
And rip these niggas in
With the
They can't find a
I the aftermath
Still I reign the we remain
The big bad Hill, fuckin' niggas up again
When I aim I'm scopin' for brain
Brother stay low, cross-hairs break you up the

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