Luyện nghe bài hát Flavor-Man

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

[Chorus: 8X]
Flavor, Flavor, Man

[Flavor - Chorus]
What... yeah! WHAT... yeah!
What... yeah! WHOAHHHHHHHHH-HOOO!!!

[Flavor
For all you motherfuckers who I fell off
I'm Flavor Flav nigga, I'm the boss~!
Go, live, king, live
I live in the Bronx, gimme a hi-five
Yankee Stadium is where I'm
We get up beats and then we beat the drum
Born and raised in Freeport, Island
(What) We keep 'em
South Freeport, get
That's my family is found
dark, just gimme a spark
Go to Jones Beach, get on the of a shark
Have him me down to Florida
I'm the nigga down in Florida
Gimme the mic, over, I'm takin this shit
I'm back in control, gimme your
it out - make room for daddy! (What)
Before I to get the belt (what)
your 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!

Flav]
I'm no moves and fakin no jax
Flavor Flav is back on the relax
I all the buttons around this bitch
I'ma go get from Bill Gates, get rich
So I can build me a
So I can go psycho my Micro-soft
Windows is the new invention
Colorful windows to get the
(Knock knock) Flavor Flav is eatin with Gates
Bill, had to have a flavor
to have the highest, bank rates in the
(Word up) But he stand alone
Joey Fatone, is in my
Jackie Hamilton, dollar
Sittin real on Capitol Hill

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

Flav]
Knock baby!

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[Flavor - Chorus]
What... who! What... who!
What... who! What... who!

[Flavor - ad libbing]
What... knock
Knock knock, knock
Knock knock, knock
Knock knock, knock knock right here at your
Givin you of what you bargained for
Flavor Flav - in your face
with my kids and I'll catch a case
Y'knahmsayin, I playin
all in the message I'm relayin
Right here in DeVante's
That's where I'm sayin, right
All the way to Penn Station, Jackson Station and the
Feature your generation, yo Flavor is out
Two automatic and I'm out kid