Luyện nghe bài hát Come On Down

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

Check one two, one two
De La Soul, is now on the map
Long Island, is now on the map
Good rap music, is now on the map
Yo check one two, this is the voice of yours the Flava Flav
And I just want y'all to know, we goin' nowhere
Old is here to stay boy

On the outskirts, of works
Live those who go for broke, and merk to get
Live by the and die by the semi
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 a shit who's hot
Just as you're not, pussy and be the would-be king
But once crowned, the same wanna pull you
(And what the world go 'round)
And I be the renowned wonder why
Wonderin' why you can't me?
Is it I'm the main Jackson?
And y'all just and Randys? Yes it is
Bless the kid who hold his own head and expect to

At the time, I want respect and cash
And a few in them books
Tellin' you how us native tongues hits with no hooks
in every prefixes, gave birth to rap remixes back in '88
No disrespect to Diddy, just it straight
Instead of zig-zaggin', got a in raggin'
My daughter I'm a teen, 'cause like a teen
My pants always saggin' and I walk a bop
The sex of my time, I walked from my pop
No on timey and was never on loud
But cooked rhymes that make the chefs of Wu
I'm top cloud to on your show
And still anything goes it comes to hoes because

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Long
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Make you shake like, sunshine, naked shoe was mine
Had bottom inner drawers and used to hit it from the
Fix your player or
Some kids'll stomp in your sandbox
hands cocked back
No knives, no drama, no
No disrespectin' your seed of Ma
I puke rhyme and you laugh, a sniff
Of these fricaseed raps on Carribean
See last night's change was doe money
No time for freestyles so roll money
No more albums with two joints
No ballplayin' rappers who shoot ya two points
(No more G, 'cause I'm of your hip-hop!)

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

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

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

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