Luyện nghe bài hát Back It Up

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

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

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

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

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

it up, huh, easy, back it up
Back it up, huh, easy, it up
it up
Back it up, huh, back it up

Wow, yeah, check check
it up, huh, easy back it up
Dig it
it up

First things first, goes the opposite of worst
Slid out my mother's ass, looked at the nurse, and kicked a
ain't my man Heav's joint, so shit, here's a curse
For who got stuck, well KCUF means FUCK
That's what I like to do after the Puba a buck
For those who say I suck well then step up and your luck

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

I climb the bridge, push Uptown to the [unverified]
To the Harlem Drive to pick 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

it up, huh, easy back it up
Huh, easy it up
it up
Back it up, huh, back it up
Huh, back it up

Now dig it
Here's the kid, did a bid
hit skid, check 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
We're goin on a flight, so on tight
Kid Capri is on point with my man Grand
If suckers try to flex they'll get twisted a tuba
cause trouble, that's not my style

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

I'm very intelligent, so don't try to me
Try to press the issue and I'll bust ass baby
I'm thick like a shake, very yella
Describe Kid Capri, big fella
So now you the flavor, and please do me a favor
Stay your ass out my path, I snap you like a gator, later

Back it up, huh, back it up
Huh, back it up
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Huh, easy it up

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