Luyện nghe bài hát Steaks Shrimp

Clap your hands to the beat, clap your hands to the beat
clap your hands to the beat, I said clap you hands to the beat
Uh huh and you don't stop, uh-huh and you don't
Uh huh and you don't stop, uh-huh and you don't

We in this great lakes eatin' steaks n shrimp
It's kinds hard to the crew cause' we all got limps
We come equipped new kicks and stetsons
The super saggy bags and the trash connection
No flexin', huh, what I mean
You can us fool, we don't need to be seen
It's all about the green, not the we be takin'
That shits free with an lp in circulation, and we be wastin'
Got all state, all county, all hood rhymes
It's all good times, thank the
For dumb fuckin' people and credit card
Were tearin' up your lawn, we got herds of
into your crib and have your whole house stinkin'
Don't blink and think were soft
Hide your money and your gold and don't your thoughts
We get mad props, all shops
Puttin' stops on crews they get confused and lose, that's we do
Styles tem pioneers
Leavin' suckers in awe you get for lookin' queer
Can you me or am I talkin to the wall
top dog callin' out each and everyone of y'all
You get you come and talk that shit
But top dogs camp nothing to fuck with
And don't say we warn ya
I got this detroit thing with more love california
Drunk dj cognac dips
Call me the thug boy kid with the limp
I rip rhymes like a bullet in the breeze
And I float through tracks like a in the sea
A we bit shy but I by me
And I'm a mean motherfucker when I to be
Got young g's with sleeves and thieves on
Strategically placed in somebody feels bold, I told
You ho's you can't fuck these 'cause
I make papers then trees
See we believe in forever is criteria
You fuckin' with top dog fuckin' with familia
No I ain't feelin' ya, got all I can do to hear
Anytime you see me you stand clear
You see me in my lincoln, in the clubs
Who you gonna check bitch, what the you thinkin'
You can check me but that shit slide
You can get your took tryin' to take my pride
You ride with who? man that shit big
I roll dogs that'll rock your wig
And got gigs all money, to portland
Cellular receivers and is what were sportin'
Your nothin' of importance, I don't you
Yeah the drinks on me but the on you
I'm all the everyday nothin' at all
See I'm not doin much I'm just havin' a ball
I'm in bed by four I'm up by
I might sit around, I might me a tune
I might go fishin' and again I not
I get me a 40 or pour me some scotch
The on my wrist that don't even exist
A lot of pissed people from appointments that I've
I dissed and their mom for spite
everybody's barkin' but nobody ever bites
Your talkin' loud, sayin'
Get you dad, get cousin
Go and get your boy he's as big as a house
Now take your pussy ass click and get the out
I'm the estranged, deranged, got like states
I live in plush hotels with them rates
I do big plates 8 a day
The crew be livin' large at the bay
Got a way with the world and now I'm lookin' to
Ain't about to ass out on a no gamble
I could handle anything but I ain't for broke
So before somebody slides getting' choked
I'm a no good freak, I skin like rashes
I lose a love with every day that passes
Ain't a masochistic, rock, statistics, vocabulary I'm a very shy
And get this, people say I changed
I'm the mother fucker with the same old name
A little extra and extra cash see
You fuck me but don't put it past me
You bash me and got no reason
I can lay up in the caymans for 4 seasons
I ain't a pnk, I to be
I live for is not what used to be
Your all up in the that's ass
Hear I say
I'm all today and I'm a die that way... bitch