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 just one thing I say
Copy, copy, copy, copy,

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Okay, okay, okay, what more 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, kick the flavor, a riot
Do a and get the dough and then I'm off to the Hyatt
So tie me on the spliff, no and's or if
And if you wanna riff you just might end up playin' stiff

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

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

Now Tic-Tac-Toe means I hit in a row
If I do a show you better 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 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 'cause my turn to burn
My best advice for the is to sit back and learn
I don't nobody to be somebody
I like to kick the flavor to make the people party

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

The reel to reel, yeah yeah, this is how we move 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
to get gone
Word is