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}

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

On the outskirts, of works
Live those who go for broke, and to get merked
Live by the and die by the semi
Not part of my ways, but stays in my
N Y for me, to be the best
The current, the who weren't
Pressed, to confess over hot joints
To to all who wanna hear some
(Young these days got fireproof eardrums)

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

At the time, I want respect and cash
And a few in them books
Tellin' you how us native tongues made hits no hooks
in every prefixes, gave birth to rap remixes back in '88
No disrespect to Diddy, settin' it straight
Instead of zig-zaggin', got a in raggin'
My daughter says I'm a teen, 'cause a teen
My always saggin' and I walk with a bop
The sex part of my time, I walked my pop
No longer on timey and was on loud
But cooked rhymes make the chefs of Wu proud
I'm top to rain on your show
And still anything goes it comes to hoes because

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

Your flows bore like seashores no bitches
niggaz will receive no pitches
No diamonds on the field, just keep the game
Simple, see the God healthy
Wealth in the mind is like money in the
cash like 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 we shootin' cats
to the future' rap with Doc Brown shotgunnin' it
And pantyhose your whole style and runnin' it
You dudes while we stay on the cello
The mush in room son, we stay portobello
Can't settle for the picket white fence
I got dreams of barbed in front of factories pa
Still push the with the factories pa
I'm bound to wreck the whip and turn insurance out, 'em shout

D C
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U K
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C'mon

New
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Rock
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Yeah that's right! Flava Flav, De La Soul
Act bold, and we knock you straight up in the
You know what I'm sayin' six deep
That's the way that we keep,
You know what I'm sayin' operation tech in the nation
to take 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 done it
De la soul, you done it
De la soul, you done it
Flava Flav, de la soul, you done it

{Persue my , when it comes down to my work ethic
I mean it's simple, just be the best, you know I'm sayin'?
To be the best, the first, the only one in the
That's is 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
Through out career}