Luyện nghe bài hát The Hype

Here's a little story I to tell

Hype, one, two that y'all
it out one, two y'all
It's the beat, that it one and two y'all
It's the beat, that makes me wanna
Peace to my niggards, to my mens
Like that, one, two y'all, it out

here, the end of the week
And the club's packed and shit, I feel like
Pick up the phone, my niggaz, yo what up dude?
Need me a bitch man, to put me in the mood
this here, I'll pick you up around twelve O'clock
Right around the parking lot, find a spot, it's on, man
I'll see you soon in about twelve hours, past noon

It's the hype yo, it's the

Word, pulled up brake by the front
Parlay and I out hardcore
I the boy park the car in the front
Not the back, in case I have to run and get my
I inside, somebody sing, "Erick Sermon"
That's me, got me in free, looked the club

Man, no steppin', walked straight up to the V.I.P. section
Sat by the wall, so I can see happenin'
My boys, spread out, got their girls, and
Oh no, I see a girl comin' me, posse deep
So I for the cause G, she approached me
Hi, told me her name, I told her my name, kicked the game

Sat beside me, like Miss Tuffet, hello
bullshit, knowin' I want to fuck it
Basically, I she was widdit
So I out my ink pen and exchanged the phone digits
Gimme a call when you get to your
So I can get directions, right to you live

She smiled and left, the girl was wide
I'm no jokin' the E blows the smoke in
Check the Rolex, for my check
The waitress came in a pair of black spandex
me a look like, aren't you Erick Sermon?
Yes, and who is it concernin'?" Me, the hype

It's the

I asked her, "What time you get off?" Oh, in fifteen
So I stormed the bitch like a
Can I take you home? meet me in the parking lot
I'll my high beams, so you can find my spot
She out, man, she was all that
Cool that and stacked like that

She jumped in with a open grin
Before I went to her crib, I dropped off my friend
Got to his house and him dap
He knew what time it was, so he me a jim hat
Got to her house, parked the Jeep

I asked her who was home, she said, Her but she sleep
Walked upstairs, into the room
one skylight, lookin' straight at the moon
She no time, man, she was on it
for the bozack, and her hands was packed
Took off our clothes, went to work, man me

I heard knockin', somebody tried to bust me
It was her sister, man, I must be buggin',
It's the same girl, I met the night clubbers
That's your sister? Oh I didn't know, go
And both screamed, "Hell no", they smiled
With a grin and the other sister jumped in

That's the hype, it's the yo
the hype, word 'em up
One, two the hype, check it out yo yo
the hype yo, it's the hype, yo it's the hype
Word em up the hype
Yo, take 'em out