Luyện nghe bài hát Come On Down

{Look man! botherin' me G
I got to do right now, aight?
This is for De La Soul, you what I'm sayin'?
Word up I got shit to do you test baby}

one two, check one two
De La Soul, is now on the map
Island, is now back on the map
Good rap music, is now on the map
Yo check one two, this is the voice of yours truly the Flava
And I just want to know, we ain't goin' nowhere
Old school is to stay boy

On the outskirts, of what
those who go for broke, and merk to get merked
Live by the sword and die by the
Not part of my ways, but right in my
N Y mentality for me, to be the
The current, the ones who
Pressed, to confess over hot joints
To sell to all who wanna some
(Young Guns these days got eardrums)

They don't give a who's hot
Just long as you're not, pussy and be the would-be
But crowned, the same wanna pull you down
(And makes the world go 'round)
And I be the world renowned why
why you can't stand me?
Is it because I'm the Jackson?
And y'all Titos and Randys? Yes it is
Bless the kid who hold his own and expect to last

At the same time, I want respect and
And a few in them books
Tellin' you how us native tongues hits with no hooks
Rapped in prefixes, gave birth to rap remixes back in '88
No disrespect to Diddy, just it straight
of zig-zaggin', got a degree in raggin'
My daughter says I'm a teen, like a teen
My pants always and I walk with a bop
The sex of my time, I walked from my pop
No longer on timey and was on loud
But cooked rhymes that make the of Wu proud
I'm top cloud to on your show
And still anything goes when it comes to because

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New
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L A
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Long
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Make you shake like, sunshine, naked was once mine
Had bottom inner drawers and to hit it from the mids
Fix playground player or
Some come stomp in your sandbox
Swollen cocked back
No knives, no drama, no
No your seed of Ma Dukes
I rhyme and you laugh, take a sniff
Of these raps on Carribean riffs
See last night's was today's doe money
No time for your so roll money
No whack albums with two joints
No more rappers who shoot ya two points
(No more G, 'cause I'm of your hip-hop!)

Your flows bore like seashores no bitches
Switchhittin' niggaz will receive no
No diamonds on the field, just keep the real
Simple, see the God flows
Wealth in the mind is money in the bank
Exchange cash thoughts in conversation
Thank you for purchases, we doe out
And out the Kool-Aid, come and crop to see us pimp strut

really pimpin', I'm tryin' to catch the bus
The Krush Groove ain't got shit on Cold
We dolly dolly babies 'cause we cats
'Back to the future' rap Doc Brown shotgunnin' it
And your whole style and start runnin' it
You dudes fiddle while we stay on the
The in your room son, we stay portobello
Can't settle for the same picket fence
I got of barbed wire in front of factories pa
Still push the truck the factories pa
I'm bound to the whip and turn insurance out, make 'em shout

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New
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Yeah that's right! Flav, with De La Soul
Act bold, and we knock you up in the hole
You know what I'm sayin' six feet
That's the way that we keep,
You know I'm sayin' operation tech sensation in the nation
Ready to it to Penn station, you know what I'm sayin'
Yeah, ah ha ha ha
Long one is, that's where we is man
De la soul, you it again
De la soul, you it again
De la soul, you done it
Flav, de la soul, you done it again

{Persue my strategy , it comes down to my work ethic
I mean simple, just be the best, you know what I'm sayin'?
To be the best, the first, the one in the game
is gonna do it for years and years man
It's like, you know, how you say
That I went out at the top of the
The top of the niggas, is the one that's producing
out their career}