Luyện nghe bài hát Funkin' Around

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

Torn between night
And early Sunday
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 some canned-goods
Won't cut the pupon
We got the
Back to the drawing

Can't afford to lose beyond
One, slash one slash
My teacher six foot 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 scurred and
By the, of bad, the singer of sad
to make you long for
Your mom and dad
Plaid class with polka
I hope you mad
up little mama
I'm to react

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

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

Scotty is beaming La Pookie is skeeming
Wait to you still live in my
While you I'm dreaming
I'm Tylenol PM, you mouth to the same
like Perdium
Never try to be nothing but what you're being
One nation under the cool be the rule
Wether young man or young
Begins or grade school
before violence, nine times out of ten times
The is the loudest

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

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

and Big Boy presents our guest