Luyện nghe bài hát Shenanigans

(OW) (OH)
(OW) (OH)
(OW) (OH)
Hmmmmm, (OW)

Make beats like you used to make (oh)
Now movin (oh) now keep movin (oh)
Make them beats like you to make (woo)
(OOHHH), (c'mon)

[Verse 1 -
Timbaland done his mind (mind)
I think I'm about to cross the (line)
And find me somethin soft to find (find)
And hit it cause she swing right off the (oh)
You better hold me back, I told you
I got heat to take your corners back
And I done took freak, you want her back
(Well you can have hooker, hooker, hooker) (c'mon)
I'm a dirty south from the VA streets (oh)
And this is how I represent this here beat (uh huh)
And y'all really wanna fuck with me
I don't care what y'all say, y'all with me (alright now)
Now I got the place (oh)
and my dirty shenanigan (oh)
And I put two in the sky (uh huh)
da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da (woo)

You hold me back (oh)
You hold me back (oh)
You hold me back
I'm full of shenanigans

(Oh) You better hold me (oh)
You better me back (oh)
You better me back
I'm full of shenanigans

[Verse 2 -
me back, cause rap sell more than crack
Stack my funds, my guns, take my quarters
resist I will put heat on the track
Matter of fact, we can it off of wax
You and your team was livin the dream, somebody 'em
I can't hold on these they won't wake 'em
Fuck face, the is a car chase
Ew dead set, do it take, to win the race
I erase my fear and reappear
I'ma go to the bar and your beer, bitch
Nigga, I make shit clear
around with Oo, I'll bite off your ear
You better do the same, I fight 'til your
On right just to bite, I'm tryna sever a
And I put two in the sky
(da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da)

[Verse 3 - Sparxxx]
live in fear of the day that I'm focused
Slow as he appear, clear I own this
Realm of Southern rap that to be competitive
North or northfolk, they jokes is our
Sure they bounce to 112, I make a note of sells
Down here the sign men don't it, look at us fail
Fuck it, I'ma tell the truth as I perceive it
Most of them think our shit is useless, it
But me I got a love with all things Southern
The dirty is a territory y'all govern
We all ain't brothers, but this the bitches neither
And all our rap songs ain't for bouncers drinkin
Let me hit the reefer, I forgot to be the
Little old country white boy, get to spittin
Don't let shit deceive ya, that cracker there crafty
I know you only heard me you have to stare at me (BITCH)

[humming

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