Luyện nghe bài hát Funkin' Around

Hello, good evening ladies and gentlemen
What we like to do here
Well, of all let me let you know who I am
Well, I go by the of Andre 3000, alright?
And we from a little place
Called like Stankonia right?
You know right now
Wants to be from
And folks to be from the country
And everything like
You know, like like the South
It's like to be from the South
Right now
listen up

Torn Saturday night
And early Sunday
I don't know, I'm stuck
In between,
I'm out here knowin' is dead
The average nigga on my corner
the fuck you mean, mean
See we ain't even sing the top
Counter-clock goes the neighborhood
me down some canned-goods
Won't cut the pupon
We got the
Back to the board

Can't afford to journey beyond
One, slash one ninety-one
My teacher six incher man
Said, "Sit son"
And let me you like I heard it
When I don't it
It wadn't no 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 hope you mad
Back up little
I'm to react

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

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

While Scotty is beaming La is skeeming
Wait to you live in my name-go
While you snoozing I'm
I'm PM, you mouth to the same thing
like Perdium
Never try to be but that what you're being
One nation under the cool be the rule
young man or young lady
Begins or grade school
Silence before violence, nine out of ten times
The quietest is the

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

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

and Big Boy presents our guest