Luyện nghe bài hát Funkin' Around

Hello, well good ladies and gentlemen
What we to do right here
Well, first of all let me let you who I am
Well, I go by the of Andre 3000, alright?
And we come from a little
like Stankonia Georgia right?
You know now everybody
Wants to be space
And folks like to be from the
And like that
You know, like really like the
It's like cool to be the South
about now
Girls up

Torn between Saturday
And Sunday mornin'
I know, I'm somewhere stuck
In between,
I'm out here hip-hop is dead
The average nigga on my yellin'
the fuck you mean, mean
See we ain't even sing the top
wise goes the neighborhood
Hand me down canned-goods
Won't cut the Gray
We got the
Back to the drawing

Can't to lose journey beyond
One, one slash ninety-one
My six foot incher man
Said, "Sit son"
And let me you like 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
Songs to you long for
mom and your dad
Plaid class with dots
I hope you mad
Back up little
I'm to react

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

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

While Scotty is beaming La Pookie is
Wait to you live in my name-go
While you I'm dreaming
I'm Tylenol PM, you mouth to the thing
Everyday like
Never try to be nothing but that what you're
One under the cool should be the rule
Wether young man or young
Begins or starts school
before violence, nine times out of ten times
The quietest is the

Bumplin' through your
Daddy Fat Sacks can I have back, naw
Ooh, such a playa,
Ohh, your southern
Got me out
In ya black book my name was out
Went from starting the string
Now in the dog
Remenicing, the was missing
of arguements
You about the hugs and kisses
If is, something, hard for you to think
You bounce, rock, roller skate

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

Andre and Big Boy our guest