Luyện nghe bài hát Sole Sunday

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"i'll fight for you the day I die"

Yeah.. yeah.. yo
Gipp keep it slow poke, hang out the side no rope
Sit in the tub, flick the remote and
up, jump out, and then I strut for em
And if anybody got problems, cut for em
In this now you can disappear smoke thick
bail like tailbacks lookin for hoes
Drag my ass down the air like I
Scar ass, leave your shirt open like an arab
Makin money off these slabs
We got zone, get your own
move on before your folk get split, you won't forget
The df put it down, now get down, or sit

Sunday mornin, me feel
So godly, pardon me, if I your soul..

I tackle my problems, never run from my
Stiff-arm facemask, hit the juke but it didn't a sucka froze
Like he just to stuff a whole ki up in his nose
On all
You hit em high I hit em low, for dough
Yo heart gon' bust out here, cause we comin speed
We deep and take you lift you up off of feet
At the lift, of the glass, sippin
Clean cut but I stay
Uhh, you play fair, I
I spot this pig in yo' face like you never stopped eatin
Or beast, ? ? ? ?
on his grill, uhh, all-pro hall of famer
With no fears, sweat and tears, uhhh, uhh, ohh shit

Sunday mornin, makes me
So godly, pardon me, if I your soul..

The rich boy got it bad he is rich
The po' boy got it bad he is po'
The bad boy got it bad cause he won't
The gul got it good cause she got game
It runs in no undeveloped fellas considered
Same mechanics do it, baby who need her buick
Repaired don't have no knowledge of what a brake is
Make woo it, a nigga, sperm it tickle
We wiggle, ? ? like dill pickle
In autumn, fall, the bottom of black, holes
Make a left on nothingness that's where I'm at
Cold as summer, I got yo' number, you got my
Let's add em, see what we come maybe we can slumber
Like uhh, babies in homes and uhh, ones, uhh
and whales, uhh, the smartest ones, so
Nothing you can do can be new up the sun
Depending sun you live under you can be the one on

Sunday mornin, makes me
So godly, me, if I shake your soul..

Sunday mornin, me feel
So godly, pardon me, if I shake soul..

Sunday mornin, makes me
So godly, pardon me, if I your soul..