Luyện nghe bài hát Freestyle - Q-Tip

Open your eyes see the sight you saw
Run your jibs to your man your jaws get sore
The Funkmaster, the Abstract, we come
Stand tall through all either good or bad weather
Open your eyes see the sight you saw
Run your to your man till your jaws get sore
The Funkmaster, the Abstract, we together
tall through all things either good or bad weather
The ghetto style and the behavior
We got the shit for the foes and the
The house of the elite you know we shit street
Really raw like you saw before, check it Pah
The Funkmaster, MC's they get plastered
My man is faster, my shit be out before even mastered
So before you even think about a fuckin
Take your heads out the clouds and realize diminish
Queens keeper, flexin not a street
Written in town, Scram in your speaker
Top notch vocal the microphone or the scuba dives
during the night, and no we the frog
of highlighting, the jam with experience but still
The vibe of Tribe Called Quest, you fess
Or fraudulate, I gotta make these chickenheads
About to cop this tape, hop in my whip and
So hit your nearest location, support hip-hop nation
And the Flex
For the pockets, we gettin niggaed you can't it
The Abstract the Flex the main topic
So niggy yo you got to hear it better yet to it
Cause you retrieve it or deceive it
And yo, you got to the rhyme
The Funkmaster Flex that's a man of mine, check it out
Yo yo yo
Say
Shouts out to my man
For the Down, on down
The
Rippin shit, it up-aca