Luyện nghe bài hát Flavor-Man

Yeah that's right we gon' take all the way back to the top kid
That's boy, ha ha, hit your man off
YEAH~!
Flavor Flav is back, the hottest track
kid!

[Chorus: 8X]
Flavor, Flavor, Man

- over Chorus]
What... yeah! WHAT... yeah!
What... yeah! WHOAHHHHHHHHH-HOOO!!!

[Flavor
For all you who think I fell off
I'm Flavor Flav nigga, I'm the boss~!
Go, live, king, live
I Uptown in the Bronx, gimme a hi-five
Stadium is where I'm from
We get up over beats and then we the drum
and raised in Freeport, Long Island
(What) We keep 'em
Freeport, get down
That's my family is found
dark, just gimme a spark
Go to Jones Beach, get on the back of a
Have him take me down to
I'm the nigga down in Florida
Gimme the mic, move over, I'm takin this
I'm back in control, gimme your
Check it out - room for daddy! (What)
I have to get the belt (what)
Beat ass all the way back to the felt (what)
you do the wop
Shimmy go go pop

[Flavor - over
What... who! What... who!
What... who! What... who!
What... who! What... who!
What, who!

[Flavor
I'm fakin no moves and no jax
Flav is back on the dome relax
I push all the around this bitch
I'ma go get money Bill Gates, get rich
So I can me a psycho-loft
So I can go psycho my Micro-soft
Flavor is the new invention
Colorful to get the attention
(Knock knock) Flavor is eatin with Bill Gates
Bill, had to have a certain
to the highest, bank rates in the world
(Word up) But he stand alone
Joey Fatone, is in my
Jackie Hamilton, bill
Sittin high on Capitol Hill

[Flavor - over
What... who! What... who!
What... who! What... yeah!
What... yeah! What... yeah!
Who, yeah!!

[Flavor
knock baby!

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[Flavor - over
What... who! What... who!
What... who! What... who!

[Flavor Flav - ad
What... knock
knock, knock knock
Knock knock, knock
Knock knock, knock knock right here at your
Givin you of what you bargained for
Flavor - back in your face
Mess with my kids and I'll a case
Y'knahmsayin, I ain't
It's all in the I'm relayin
Right here in DeVante's
where I'm sayin, that's right
All the way to Penn Station, Jackson and the nation
your generation, yo Flavor Flav is out
Two automatic and I'm out kid