Luyện nghe bài hát Don't You Know

This one goes out on a censorship tip
So sit back, relax and have a champagne sip
We gonna these people out there who are
Against saying we want to say the right way
Y'know what I'm saying, so what we're do
Is kick back, swing a little funky by my man
DJ Pete Rock, prducer extrodinaire, yo Rock
it clear
I can flex, bend, lend a pen to a
Keep a party pimping now to then
I don't have to swear, or juggle
in the verse to make a party bubble
So mister Censorship, me, what's your problem
There's girlies on the corner, and phifey can't 'em
How did she say it, I'm G
DOes she say honey me, or baby baby, funny
Anyway, we say we wanna say
Play how we wanna play, feels that way
So G Rap, huh, it's time to kick a
Do your man a favor and don't

You're telling me don't curse on a verse, did it worse
First I put a curse on verse
I of got outrageous
Check it, even made a record on how I'm doing on the
Drop some for the bust
word that you heard is cause I didn't give a f-, aw shucks
Hey yo, I forgot
The is a plot but it's getting kinda hot
So I'ma let retire, hey
But if worse comes to worse, I'll cut you out like Richard
So Grand Puba, kick a
But do your man a favor and curse

curse bust it
I won't curse, I'll take a famous curse word and say kcuf
Kcuf flipped around the way means ha
Boy I do, I see, I can't get stuck
Jump on the mic then I earn a quick
Buck loot, then I grab some boots
And set wit my
For those who follow and got stuck
Kcuf flipped the other way ahem, hem hem
just a curse, I freaked a nurse in a hearse
But I made I had my hat first
CL Smooth, time to kick a verse
God cypher the rhyme, you can't

Go ahead ask me, when I kick a in a verse, I say nope
Grab you by hand, wash you're mouth out wit soap
to be the last one wit the bad lingo
Scooping on the skinz in the church from bingo
Sounds of the Mecca, dark fresh the tailor
Because they made a movie when he like a sailor
Better yet, dialect dirty a subway
for your loot, here to make it go the other way
In a scrimage
But cursing in my village ain't for my image
So Big Daddy, you know time to kick a verse
But do your man a favor, curse

Uhn, the smooth rap inventor enter
discretion's not advised so there's no need to censor
Kiss on, it, but you want to beep it, what
I feel like slapping a on ya (chill chill, see) but
Too magical rhymes are too
For any to stop Kane from getting capital
If I thought sticking me was me
Man, don't you that this would be worse than Stephen King's Misery
So clean all profanity, all the man to be
Rocking any microphone you're me
So D, I'm about to disperse
So kick another and don't forget not to curse

God but I can't mess around wit the curses
So I'm a verses or a verse
Soul brother #1 here to facts
Smoke the microphone and produce crazy
Your my bad bro, let's the flow
I'm a kick rhymes till time for me to go
I curse cause Heavy D said so
Now I'm a get back to the
Get wreck, if you think I'm bluffing, check
Wit the crew, Rock and CL Smooth very down to earth
And we didn't to curse

Yea, yea the poet Q-tip of a Tribe Called Quest
Here to wreck,
Got my man Pete Rock and my man Heavy D in the
And we're chilling on the lifted tip
So the spit out, aha
Flim flam flim, lick my big black
Plus I a curse to be rough enuff
You can put the where the sun don't shine
So off and let me get mine
Visions in my when it's dealing wit hits
If I had 4 girls I lick 8 its
Wait, don't wanna hear no
Cause the bum Heav is a fav of my mama's
So I out get mad lifted
Don't have to say up the that I'm gifted
God bless me I reach my 21st
Heavy D, don't drop a

Peace, peace, peace to the
I'm talking about a verse a curse that's how I reach ya
I can rock a party a swear or a harsh verb
Backwards, no words, Heavy D prefers
So swing, swing to the bequiem rhythm
Before I say goodbye, let me ya how I hit 'em
CL, Pete Rock, G Rap,
Big Daddy, Q-Tip and ah me as
to say peace, thank Pete for the beats
This beat was made for the street
Notice how that we kept every verse
But if worst to worst (We all say a curse)