Luyện nghe bài hát Shenanigans

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

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

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

You better hold me (oh)
You better hold me (oh)
You better hold me
Cause I'm full of

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

[Verse 2 -
Hold me back, cause rap more than crack
Stack my funds, my guns, take my quarters
Don't resist I put heat on the track
Matter of fact, we can it off of wax
You and your team was the dream, somebody shake 'em
I hold on these dreams they won't wake 'em
Fuck face, the street is a car
Ew dead set, do what it take, to win the
I erase my fear and don't
I'ma go to the bar and your beer, bitch
Nigga, I must make shit
Fuck around with Oo, bite off your ear
You better do the same, I fight your slain
On right just to bite, I'm tryna a vein
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
of Southern rap that despise to be competitive
North or northfolk, they jokes is our
they bounce to 112, I make a note of what sells
Down the sign men don't promote it, look at us fail
Fuck it, I'ma tell the truth as I perceive it
Most of them our shit is useless, believe it
But me I got a love with all things Southern
The is a territory y'all can't govern
We all ain't brothers, but this ain't the neither
And all our rap songs ain't for bouncers drinkin
Let me hit the reefer, 'fore I to be the
old country white boy, get to spittin ether
Don't let this shit ya, that cracker there crafty
I know you only heard me you have to stare at me (BITCH)

[humming

... of shenanigans