Luyện nghe bài hát The Bass And The Movement

And we know how to some music
And the music ain't to stand still
And little bit of, you know little of Negro?
Into the music enough
is all consuming, let me tell you...

You should have with the original plan: To be a little man
Should have it simple, before the shit hit the fan
Give the kid a cause he sucks
Take the microphone from his fist he know how to clutch
You treat it like a playground?
Well we can about your take down
And let your pride get hurt when I tug on skirt
Like "Shut the up! Professionals are tryin' to work."
And to the people that don't us: Fuck em'
Don't need em', can't see em', never leave em', never em'
Stuff em' full of dick till the hole
And let em' know that's they get for that ho shit
"Ooh my goodness, Slug up and flipped his style
I haven't heard a mac like this in a while"
Bullshit! Still broke and I still the smile
Go ahead and my dick to a file
Yo, you heard Slug his songs about women
he must be a weak link, I know I can fuck with em'
For those who wanna ride, come on, aboard
I'ma be an asshole for as long as I'm
You either call my bluff or the volume up
And make noise for the that swallow stuff
And put your up if you feel the music
Cause all matters is "The Bass and the Movement"

I have a friend here who needs to put the on. He's getting old.
And if he could put the brakes on time, he'd be
The brakes...the brakes...the brakes...the brakes...

Step, step, step, step, step, off
You know you gotta get lost you know your soft
Huh huh step, step, step, step, step, on
Is all you gunna get when you try to test the
You need to park that and get a starter kit
You might as well hire me to come write your

At least then know who you bit
It won't so much when they don't like your shit
buddy in a puddle of beer
Quit steppin' in my cum and get your gum out ear
"I your new song son, yo this your year"
Why don't you run along and tell your girl to bring it
You got no balance, combined no talent
Disgraceful, you can catch a full of phallice
Color me callused on a tangent
How'd the love die!? the hell you lose the magic?
cats is lazy, layin' down on the job
I call Musab, this playground'll get robbed
your props? Gimme that.
Your girl? that.
A three of Jimmy hats
I show you who the skinny
You can keep the change. Hit me back when stable
If she good brains she can play with the halo
"Don't worry you're in good hands, I'm a man.
Misunderstood? Nah, just of the program."
I only speak to put(?) ammonia in the
An orphanage, I'm here to get a portion of the
So play the Suck me dry
Dot your "T's", cross eyes
And blow me
So either call my bluff, or the volume up
And make noise for the women that stuff
And put your up if you feel the music
Cause all that matters is "The and Movement"
I'll keep this brief, I wanna say peace
And be quiet if you love the
Now put your hands up if you feel the
all that matters is "The Bass and Movement"
So call my bluff, or turn the volume up
And make noise for the women that swallow
And put your hands up if you the music
Cause all that matters is "The and Movement"
the top of Fiji, to the bottom of Christina Ricci
Big ups if you my CD
Now put hands up if you feel the music
all that matters is "The Bass and Movement"