Luyện nghe bài hát Funkin' Around

Hello, well good evening and gentlemen
we like to do right here
Well, first of all let me let you who I am
Well, I go by the name of 3000, alright?
And we come from a little
Called like Stankonia Georgia
You know now everybody
to be from space
And folks to be from the country
And like that
You know, like really like the
like cool to be from the South
Right now
listen up

Torn Saturday night
And Sunday mornin'
I know, I'm somewhere stuck
In between,
I'm out here knowin' is dead
The average nigga on my yellin'
What the you mean, mean
See we ain't even the mountain top
Counter-clock wise the neighborhood
Hand me some canned-goods
Won't cut the pupon
We got the
to the drawing board

Can't afford to journey beyond
One, slash one slash
My teacher six incher man
Said, "Sit son"
And let me tell you I heard it
When I desert it
It no other way to word it
Got my feelings and
By the, bullet of bad, the of sad
to make you long for
Your mom and dad
Plaid class polka dots
I you ain't mad
Back up mama
I'm about to

Yup, we ain't just funkin'
No, you want to see me clown
No, sounds like right now

People have ya party, but please don't be
It's time to bounce, rock, roller
Bounce, rock, skate
Hey sexy Mama, there's no to waste
It's time to bounce, rock, skate
Bounce, rock, roller
Grab your partner, around
And feel the sound, ah
People ya party, don't be late
It's to bounce, rock, roller skate
Bounce, rock, skate

Scotty is beaming La Pookie is skeeming
Wait to you still live in my
While you snoozing I'm
I'm Tylenol PM, you to the same thing
Everyday Perdium
Never try to be nothing but that what being
One under the cool should be the rule
young man or young lady
Begins or starts grade
before violence, nine times out of ten times
The is the loudest

Bumplin' through privates
Daddy Fat can I have your back, naw
Ooh, you're a playa,
Ohh, southern ball
Got me out
In ya book my name was crossed out
Went starting the second string
Now in the dog
Remenicing, the was missing
Instead of
You think about the and kisses
If is, something, hard for you to think
You better bounce, rock, skate

Yup, we ain't just around
No, you want to see me clown
No, tomorrow sounds like now
Yup, we ain't just but wild

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