Luyện nghe bài hát Sole Sunday

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"i'll for you 'til the day I die"

Yeah.. yeah.. yo
Gipp keep it slow poke, hang out the side with no
Sit in the tub, the remote and soak
up, jump out, and then I strut for em
And if got problems, i'ma cut for em
In this atmosphere now you can smoke thick
Shells bail tailbacks lookin for hoes
my ass down the air like I care
Scar that ass, leave your shirt open like an
money off these breakdown slabs
We got zone, get your own
Better move on before your get split, you won't forget
The df put it down, now get down, or sit

Sunday mornin, me feel
So godly, pardon me, if I your soul..

I my problems, never run from my foes
Stiff-arm facemask, hit the juke but it leave a sucka froze
he just tried to stuff a whole ki up in his nose
On all
You hit em I hit em low, for this dough
Yo heart gon' bust out here, cause we comin full
We deep and you lift you up off of your feet
At the lift, of the glass, sippin
cut but I stay dirty
Uhh, you fair, I teach
I spot this pig in yo' face like you never eatin pork
Or beast, ? ? ? ?
Tenacious on his grill, uhh, all-pro of famer
With no fears, blood and tears, uhhh, uhh, ohh shit

Sunday mornin, me feel
So godly, pardon me, if I your soul..

The rich boy got it bad he is rich
The po' boy got it bad he is po'
The bad boy got it bad cause he grow
The gul got it good cause she got game
It runs in no undeveloped fellas considered
like mechanics do it, baby who need her buick
Repaired don't have no knowledge of what a brake is
Make woo it, turns a nigga, it tickle
We wiggle, ? ? like dill pickle
In autumn, fall, into the bottom of black,
Make a left on nothingness cause that's I'm at
as summer, I got yo' number, you got my number
Let's add em, see what we come with maybe we can
Like uhh, in homes and uhh, retarded ones, uhh
Dolphins and whales, uhh, the ones, so
Nothing you can do can be new up the sun
Depending what sun you live you can be the one on

Sunday mornin, me feel
So godly, pardon me, if I your soul..

Sunday mornin, makes me
So godly, me, if I shake your soul..

Sunday mornin, makes me
So godly, pardon me, if I shake soul..