Luyện nghe bài hát Push It

Killah, Dip Set, Jim Jones,
Lil in the house tonight
Cash money, bitch, it changed since eighty-eight, nope
Get on the corner and something, Dip Set, Killah

Yo baby yo, hey, you, yes me a kiss
You make it fast, I know you like what's on my wrist
Now y'all know me from that where we move them rocks
You make it fast, watch your ass, or get pursued by cops

You don't know what like up on that Peter Pan
Paranoia, damn, damn, but we the man
Proceed to jam, us if you need a hand
us if you need some grams, Jim Jones, Cesar Cam

Every man, Killah, keep it seasoned, fam
Call me a dobo loco papo, it, man
Now what's the chain, why's that I need [Incomprehensible]
my need, drinkin' sizzurp, now bitch, just roll my weed

Now it, push it good
Push it, it real good
Ooh baby baby, ooh baby
Ooh baby, ooh baby baby, get up on this

D I P S E T, gangsta crew
You know the rules, follow codes, 'cuz that's how move
Get your mayo, sell that yayo, strip clubs make it
These play the game, get bucks, save that cane

After that, girl, hey, let's get some bub
Love, love, rub, we fittin' to hit the club
Yeah, they dance, but a lap they want a dub
You don't know nan, ask Trick, they a thug

Bam bam, jam jam, and a
Ha ha, so tan in the tan
Ra ra, na na, ha ha, la la
Mama, I keep that blam

Now it, push it good
it, push it real good

All my cry, all I say is, "My"
I'm in them thighs, all you hear is, "Aye"
Why, why, "Aye" stop this, this, "Aye"
My cock a cock over so I can pop it, "Aye"

You old G's are corny, wack me and my breeze the dawny
Hard, we live too, like the 2 Live Crew, me so horny
'Cuz I'm a thug, you get your booty hugged
Face down, ass up, don't stop, gitty, I want some dookie love

I'm like hey baby hey, no games to be play
money out there, yeah, it's a gang to be made
I'm a baby hey, I'm screamin, "Pimp pimp hooray"
Scream it me, okay, now hit the strip and get paid, hey

Odd money's money, even money's cheatin' money
money's no money, and no money's a beatin', honey
Push it good, push it fast, push it
If a nigga push ass, push it back, push it twice, but push it

Hey, hey, whoa, whoa, yo, O's I bake and it
To the fiends with the lean, in the with the cream
With a that's straight from Phoenix
That man that loses, the music, still get cake like Regis

Hey Ma, it's J.R., you know I had to make the
See I push it cook it, push and cook it, to cook it
And roll with cooks crooked
Old G's who look and it

You'll get and showered
With K's and Cal's, toupee
ring, bang bang, you hit, he hit
Have your put up a bouquet of flowers