Luyện nghe bài hát Back It Up

Easy, it up
Yeah yeah yeah the to reel
Easy, it up
Grand Puba, Stud Doogie,
Easy, it up

Kid Capri flippin' shit the way 'sposed to be
Easy, it up
it up
And this how we gon' this off yo
it up, huh, easy back it up"

Hey! Kid Capri, the resume for the day
Check the prognosis, here's your daily
the 411 on how we flip it
Grab a bag of boom, and a 40, and sip it
Grand Puba, Kid Capri is on new shit
In ninety-two this is how we flip shit

Don't be alarmed if we start to drop a
Drop a
Drop a bomb like some in Vietnam
Prepare yourself, here we come, if you ready or not
Cold bouncin' in the joint, makin' hot
Puba comes to hit it on the right spot
Kid Capri, cashin' in on the

So we go
the show
Get the
Get the
Get the
Yo, you know how shit go

Back it up, huh, easy, it up
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Wow, yeah, check check
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Dig it
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First things first, here goes the opposite of
Slid out my mother's ass, looked at the nurse, and a verse
This ain't my man Heav's joint, so shit, a curse
For those who got stuck, well means FUCK
That's what I like to do after the Puba makes a
For those who say I suck well then up and push your luck

aced out, now your assed-out, I still hit joints
'Til pass out, at three o'clock I let my MC class out
So keep a clear focus, 'cause I say hocus
That's all I have to say to make the mob swarm locusts
(Yeah)

Then I climb the bridge, push to the [unverified]
To the Harlem River Drive to up Ali at the Rutgers
Then we chatta-nagga-noogi, to go pick up Doogie
Easy, it up
Ha hah, so all you Grand Puba
You better it up, easy, back it up

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Huh, easy it up

Now dig it
the kid, never did a bid
Never hit skid, out the shit I did
Live in the Bronx, born in
Chilled in never got my shit tooken

I'm on the flex, you know my shit is right
goin on a flight, so hold on tight
Kid is on point with my man Grand Puba
If suckers try to flex they'll get twisted a tuba
Never cause trouble, that's not my

Always on the move, stack papes by the
I'm crazy on the low, but I go though
I do a show so you know I got dough
Girls try to sweet talk, but bullshit
For who try to hawk I stab clit like a fork

I'm very intelligent, so try to play me
Try to press the and I'll bust that ass baby
I'm thick a shake, very high yella
Describe Kid Capri, big fella
So now you the flavor, and please do me a favor
your ass out my path, 'cause I snap you like a gator, later

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