Luyện nghe bài hát Funkdafied

Hard times in the
Yeah, so
So let's a ride with the Brat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat on that ass

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Open up, open up and let the funk in
From this nigga J and his new found friend
I'm hittin' switches Eric on the solo creep
For yo it's the B R A T

the dip in your hip from right to left
It's that west bitch and I'm so, so Def
Nigga, that's my click, nigga, that's who I with
And we kicks but the fat shit

Them me the funkdafied, funkalistic, vocalistic
the real shit, we got the shit you can't fuck wit
(Why?)
Because we so
(Why?)
We you move from side to side

Well, it's the G H the E T T O,
Brat and J.D. comin' like big baby
So lay back and as I catch up on my pimpin'
And freak this duet just Ashford and Simpson

'Cause I'm so, so, so
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Puttin' it down, it down, ain't no thing to me
And ain't too many that can hang with me
It's that and as a matter of fact, when it comes to the Brat
I got the that'll make your neck snap back

Meaning I got the shit a get'cha bent
Tearin' the off this motha like Parliament
I'm on a roll in control Janet, damnit!
(Ranch, oh, the bandit and they can't handle it)

I know, that's why I keep hittin' 'em this grammar
Lettin' niggas that I'm the real mama jama
Straight to the like a chronic sack
I passed the mic to the Brat and yo I it back

sistas and fellas, it's time to get your groove on
I provide the sound to make you move on
Breakin' fools off proper like
It's S O S O D E F

Hummin-ah, hummin-ah, comin' up at ya Ralph K
And since ain't no honeymoon, I'm here to stay
And the way we comin' at ya, baby, we miss
There's a new tag team in town, nigga, whoomp, it is

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