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,

There's one thing I wanna say
We gonna hit it like this, y'all know the flav
There's 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 back around 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 fake it
Usually bust on gettin' butt naked
Made for the Benzi, a nigga skins he
Pump the tape, your dick, get with the Puba frenzy

C'mon honey sing, don't you, try to
Slow 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 can't 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
drink the 40 'cause we ain't got time to sip it

Grand got body
Kick of them, some of those and some yardies
As dope as they come, suckers 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
Kick styles by the piles, as I a trail for miles

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

goes around comes 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 Jeff in the house, we move it like this)

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

Okay, okay, okay, what more could I
Alamo get the and parlay, parlay
I'm far from the average, 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 and then I'm off to the Hyatt
So tie me on the spliff, no and's or if
And if you really wanna riff you just might end up playin'

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

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

Now means I hit three in a row
If I do a show then you better have my
Low, low, well, how low can you go?
Call on Grand Puba if you 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 it's my to burn
My best advice for the is to sit back and learn
I diss nobody to be somebody
I just 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, 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 the flavor, you know the flavor
we go yo, and you don't stop
(Big up to all the people)
Big up, big up
Big hold tight, ha hah, ha hah
On and on
to get gone
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