Luyện nghe bài hát Funkin' Around

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

Torn between Saturday
And Sunday mornin'
I don't know, I'm somewhere
In between,
I'm out here knowin' hip-hop is
The average nigga on my corner
What the fuck you mean,
See we ain't even the mountain top
Counter-clock wise the neighborhood
Hand me some canned-goods
Won't cut the Gray
We got the
Back to the board

Can't afford to lose journey
One, one slash ninety-one
My teacher six 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, of bad, the singer of sad
Songs to make you for
mom and your dad
Plaid class with polka
I hope you mad
up little mama
I'm to react

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

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

While is beaming La Pookie is skeeming
Wait to you live in my name-go
you snoozing I'm dreaming
I'm Tylenol PM, you mouth to the thing
Everyday Perdium
try to be nothing but that what you're being
One nation the cool should be the rule
Wether young man or young
or starts grade school
Silence before violence, times out of ten times
The is the loudest

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

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

Andre and Big Boy our guest