Luyện nghe bài hát 360 Degrees

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
There's one thing I wanna say
The reel, to reel, to reel, to reel, yo
There's one thing I wanna say
Copy, copy, copy, copy,

There's one thing I wanna say
We hit it down like this, y'all know the flav
There's just one I wanna say
Uhh, Alamo, is you wit me?

goes around comes back around again
Doogie, is you wit me?
What goes around comes back again
S.O.S., is you wit me?

goes around comes back around again
Yo how we gon' bust it down, yo you know the flavor
What goes around comes back again
You know what time is it, check it yo, how we flow

Here comes the Puba and you know I won't it
Usually records on gettin' butt naked
for the Benzi, drive a nigga skins he
Pump the tape, grab your dick, get the Puba frenzy

C'mon honey sing, you, try to eject
Slow down's you say, once my joint gets erect
Some try to copy but just can't sketch it
Some try to follow but they just can't it

With the boom, boom tap, alla dat
Huh, I'm livin' fat, me fall off, be none of that
See who's the one to it? Quick to tell a nigga to zip it
Stud drink the 40 'cause we ain't got to sip it

Grand got body
Kick some of them, some of those and some
As dope as they come, suckers or hum
Don't try to step to this, you know shit is slum

First up well here's the pitch, it's a curve
Second batter up the first got served
The one who arouse, as I for a blouse
Kick styles by the piles, as I leave a trail for

when I please, hit from here to Tel Aviv
I'm G's, no more time for the line of free cheese
Here's the four one one hon, the one who gets the job
I know you the flavor of the Puba

What goes around comes back again
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Na-nah, nah, nah nah, how we bump it yo)
What goes around comes back around
(Yaknahmsayin'? Big Jeff in the house, we gon' move it this)

goes around comes back around again
(Ha hah, Baby Pop, Pop in the house)
(Bust how we it down)
What goes around back around again
(Y'all you the flavor)
(Sincere Allah, check, check, check, check)

Okay, okay, okay, what more could I
Alamo get the boom and parlay,
I'm far the average, civilize the savage
When I'm low on protein I'm the bean soup and cabbage

on the diet, kick the flavor, 'cause a riot
Do a show and get the dough and I'm off to the Hyatt
So tie me on the spliff, ain't no or if
And if you really wanna riff you just end up playin' stiff

Girbauds hangin' baggy, on the top
Knapsack on the back, that's my flavor Hobbes
As my man gives a zigga, zigga, three grow bigga, bigga
To Pos K, that's my

goes the wreck, whaddayou expect?
If you wanna see wreck, send cash, not a check
Puba, more than a public figure
Quick to kick the bone up the butt of a

Now Tic-Tac-Toe I hit three in a row
If I do a show then you have my dough
Low, low, well, how low can you go?
Call on Grand if you really need a pro

'Cause my shit's more rugged G.I. Joe
Don't front honey, act like you
Now big up to my mob
(Brooklyn, Brooklyn)
Big up to my mob
(Uptown, Uptown)

Now brothers wanna diss me 'cause my turn to burn
My best for the brothers is to sit back and learn
I don't diss nobody to be
I just to kick the flavor to make the people party

See all I'm sayin', is due
who tried to follow, sorry I left you
Grand Puba, Stud and Alamo
So if you ever want the flavor you know to go
Now how we go, yeah, ha ha ha

The reel to reel, yeah yeah yeah, is how we move it
You know the flavor, y'all know the flavor, you the flavor
we go yo, and you don't stop
(Big up to all the people)
Big up, big up
Big Jeff tight, ha hah, ha hah
On and on
Time to get
is bond