Luyện nghe bài hát Dance With Me

Get your up
The sky's
Get your up
It's the

Got a mouth of lambs blood
Dam down
The whole town
man couldn't cut it

Got his ass gutted
He muttered monotoned
Under his
Now he's out round

his hand on his chest
Must have been a
Now he's for his Pontiac
To get back to a bar
To brush up on his rap

We hit the hats and make it clap
We wear plaid after labor day and get ass
We're high-class, low brow, over bomb
Cloggin' ateries than the drive-through at Arby's

Singin', I love Rock 'n'
So put dime in the jukebox, baby
I love Rock 'n'
Put dime and dance with me!

Get hands clappin'
The aliens have
Get your hands
Damn, I'm

Been rockin' a zygote
It won't stop the price crossers for my ghost
'Cause everybody knows that been backin' the fans
My rhymes touch more kids than Micheal Jackson's

I'm iller thriller
than a zombie
Gagged with while your girl rides up on me
And I'm callin' up your and we're cuddling to Amelie

Oh, so you you can rap
So you walk miles and you think you can rap
That's cuter the Olsen pre-dope but your crack
Or havin' a teddy bear tattooed up on back

Singin', I love 'n' roll
So put another in the jukebox, baby
I love rock 'n'
Put another dime and dance me