Luyện nghe bài hát Neck Uv Da Woods

[intro -
This is, and outkast
I'm

I'm not for the big bucks, no way God dammit
You can't it!
Make em feel the impact and I even in miami
with my man 'nem in atalanta
And they play me 'cause they I bring the kinda shit you feelin
As I'm it
I'm like the nba thumb on pawn shop tech nine,
I'm known for jammin
Smoke mary, mary,
Put a ass flow on top of bad vocabulary
I bust through, intrude, move distractions
Withstand hits and blows don't no traction
I a round off flip flop flip flop back at em
If a nigga clown then I'm going get the cannon
And the get God
Knuckle up boy, don't be no boy
Me and guillotine we run some in a big truck boy
Run flat boy, run boy
Bitch where I'm a send you you can't come boy
I bring to a four alarm fire
I wash him up and ring him out and throw him in the
I hit the door, I'm him like southern band
And they always tryin to find to say about the brother man
I em flip em and send em
set you jumped like I poured king cobra over ya
Guess what, is a stick up
Give me back my shit before I start pickin up
Garbage better run for it
Don't come way 'cause you can't walk on this side of the yard, (? )
And me for takin it to em
So expect me to lay it down and my neck of the woods

Yeah, like that, ha ha, yeah yeah
and outkast, ha ha

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If it don't off in the club you can't rock
If it 808 in the trunk it ain't knock
If you round our of the woods you better stop
'cause the people on the block gonna you where to drop, ahhhh

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All a the heat rise to the wise
To that nigga that that street fire
Mystikal, and big boi takin em out of the park like mark mcgwire
Sosa, you so so, you brown and small toto
bitch made like dorothy
You in a soroioty, I'm a call you cocoa
Like candy, go sing a song with
But and double timing, what is you sayin g?
I my thirteen shot I pray my style is drunken
And you know we doin the big oh hell yeah it's gonna be bumpin
you somethin to beat the block with, meet the cops with
My incredible so sucka don't try to stop this
The family, merrily
Life is but a dream, I a nightmare 'cause it's scarin me
But I live, gotta give one o percent above the rest yeah
That daddy fat gon burst, and you know that, yeah

Yeah know that point never stop like that
All the way to

x 2

Hey, what's name?
Andre 3000, the to fear is already here
Must look beyond, from the center of the sun
for a gun, only one
Strong in self-preservation
Aahhhhh, oof!
In the state of
of forgotten fate, county of the blues
Street generation x avenue
But generation y high to the point I drink
on a new one
Walkin in my silver boots, need a shoe and some church socks
What if I you that even if you made clocks?
Stops, rewinds, see what he finds
Then and change things that's on your mind
Would you swallow like fine or peanut butter?
Would you holler that I'm and ask another?
Or no heat and run for cover?

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