Luyện nghe bài hát From Da South

here, right.
(Yep)
When I was a young boy in Philly, I
Was sort of going, I
Was a silly I
I used to around
I was kind of the clown
I hate to see you
I to see people down
'Cause I it when fun flows like a faucet (uh)
But sometimes, guys mistake it for softness
But I ain't no silly sappy singin
When comes to shove, ya better back up off me
I am 6'2 and I ain't no little guy
200 and homie I can make the heads fly
My father told me never hit nobody
But if they hit you son (Yeah), them to a hearse
So my life those are the rules that I've lived by
A sucker put his hands on me I'll give a guy
A jab, jab, jab, uppercut, jab
Get 'em a steaks
And put 'em in a cab (Uh)
Now I ain't the type of brother to go out and pick a
But man, man I really, really, hate to hear stuff
Michael Jackson said, "this sorta silly man..."
A lover not a fighter, stay out a Philly man.
Put up your dukes, so you better start
A upper punch when you lunchin' and ain't lookin'
An mx uppercut, aim for the
Not the north, or the east, or the west, it's comin'
da south
And I'm throwing it
From da
Right up under your
da south
An uppercut all I got
(Watch drop!)
Put up you it's time to get loose troop
101, with me and you, and me and you're crew
You heard about the uppercut is that's wrong fellas
You're all chickens and for doers getting
one bang 'em
Rumble and all
All different names but all the buggin'
Maybe you can take me out, maybe not
fly into the uppercut (Here they come) and hear you're body shout
Boom shakala Boom shaka laka Boom!
out
It's at you like a Kodak zoom
No, my name ain't Roberta, don't be me flak
And if you off track, Jack,
taking a turn, nap
A muscle bound sucker, mean jack to
When I walk on by be glad I chill
But if y'all and I feel friction
The landlord is givin' ya dental piction
X's over eyes and birds around ya heads,
all back
Look I hit you with a bat
so black (diggy, diggy)
Look like ya must a got em
Damn!
That uppercut's a mother it
in the ring
With the
And you a chance
'Cause 20 seconds later y'all be out in a
pathetic
As you paramedic
up?
Felt like a
But it was only an
Jus last week fool got careless (Yeah)
So I got
right for the bare fist
After the punch the man didn't want a fight
I his face
But I busted the
So put up you're dukes, so you start bookin'
A sick
When you
And ain't
An mx uppercut aim for your
Not from the north, or the east, or the west, comin'
da south
And I'm it hard
From da
Right up under guard
da south
And with all I got
(Watch drop!)


(There you go)
Come, come on....