Luyện nghe bài hát Rush

[Lady
Uhh,
Luck
Def Jam
Shutting the game from the whip
To the
You in da
Yo
Bang

What gonna do when we rush the door
Buy out the bar then the floor (niggas)
Touch ya whore, I the raw
Push a 4, gonna crush ya jaw
Don't trust a broad who the Timberlands
Criminal like Eminem act feminine
But talk slick and six hit women friends
Ball Wimbledon trucks like cinnamon
It's again (who)
Niggas hotter you
It's cop car lights with my rocks in view
Pay to Luck a.k.a Chrissie Wallace
about them dollars, be a queen like Hollis
Rockwilders, pop collars, glock
At Any nigga out to ours
Cause we lug shots, mug shots, all at you clots
One spot, gunshots, get the dem hot

(Chorus) x2
[A Kid Called (Lady Luck)
All my niggas and broads we rush the (c'mon)
Grap your drinks and the floor (c'mon)
We keep it hot wall to wall (c'mon)
From the front to the get it crunk in here (yo, yo, yo, yeah)

[Lady
I came in the door, it before
Luck getting drunk till I fall to the
Come back for more, wall to wall
Ball I score, then out by the morn
How I dip and ride whip I drive
On getting hed in the ride
Me and Root Gin and The Juice
Jewelry to loose, jeans hang over my
You keep that you bullet proof
Till I put to your head it a sunroof
Good God, my squad hard
And bank accounts is
Chron--ic (*couching*) Stay in Phat Farm and Sean John
Chick yo ass like you want some cash
Nigga pump it fast y