Luyện nghe bài hát 360 Degrees

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
just 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,

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

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

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

comes the Puba and you know I won't fake it
Usually bust records on gettin' butt
Made for the Benzi, drive a nigga he
Pump the tape, grab your dick, get with the Puba

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

With the boom, tap, yeah alla dat
Huh, I'm livin' fat, me fall off, there'll be none of
See the one to flip it? Quick to tell a nigga to zip it
Stud drink the 40 'cause we got time to sip it

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

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

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

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

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

Okay, okay, okay, more could I say?
get the boom and parlay, parlay
I'm far the average, civilize the savage
When I'm low on protein I'm with the bean soup and

Skins on the diet, the flavor, 'cause a riot
Do a show and get the and then 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 might end up playin'

Girbauds hangin' baggy, on the top
on the back, that's just 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 some wreck, send cash, not a
Puba, more than a public figure
Quick to kick the bone up the butt of a

Now means I hit three in a row
If I do a show you better have my dough
Low, low, well, how low can you go?
Call on Grand Puba if you really a pro

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

Now brothers wanna diss me it's my turn to burn
My best advice for the brothers is to sit back and
I don't nobody to be somebody
I just like to kick the to make the people party

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

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