Luyện nghe bài hát Give it to Ya

The joy of laughing
These are the

12 like this Little Brother, Pete Rock
Another sure shot, another
'Soul Survivor, Part II' for me and you, get it

I wanna rock you
So get on the with me
I give it to ya, baby
I wanna with you
So get on the with me
I wanna it to ya, baby

Yo, master of ceremony, territory
It's Tay, the mad journalist trying to write a better story
And laying tracks 'cause it's for me
Calm but predatory, sun even when the weathers stormy

My crew is down to do for me
Got my back like scoliosis when I'm handling
Find it hard, to manage my time
Between the gaming and rhymes, severing my family ties

But yo, that's what happens when the is loving you
Groupies skipping pills with ill plans of you
A high price for that's non-refundable
All in the of one day coming out with a double U

I know it sound crazy,
Even though it's hard sometimes I got to stay in the mix
It's Pete Rock on the snare drums and laying the
And on the real I trade it for shit
Let's get it up now, come on

I rock with you
So get on the with me
I wanna give it to ya,
I wanna rock you
So get on the with me
I give it to ya, baby

I got the rocks still heating up the spot
P.R. and L.B. got shit for blocks
Hip hop when we walk, hip hop when we
You can hear it our and see the New York

We bought 94 when the music was pure
Everybody made jams 93' and
Hearing 'Illmatic' on the trip to the store
Lost my but I knew it was
That we had to work forward

On we move now, my is the roof
Putting the pen to the pad when it's to spread news
Daily some more wack shit
Mother-fuckers better stick to the
We you back Jay

Y'all know now we not for play
You want it funky, come my way
(For Real)
You can choose to rock or choose to
I Pete 'cause he got the soul
Yeah, get it going y'all

I wanna rock you
So get on the floor me
I wanna it to ya, baby
I wanna rock you
So get on the floor me
I wanna give it to ya,

King cobra rapper
Ill Capitan, never roll a solider
We over, you pushovers
Lil' need to douche over

Mass and Gills, hare will make em' gush over
Pussy and poetry, two things good for ya
We rock just like the hood told us
That fake I never could show you
We to keep it true and authentic

In they trying to walk wit it
L.B. put the street in it
right now till the day that we forfeit it
Just making sure y'all get it in time to put my heart in it
Brother crushing all gimmicks, like what

I wanna rock you
So get on the floor me
I wanna it to ya, baby
I rock with you
So get on the with me
I give it to ya, baby

I wanna with you
So get on the floor me
I wanna give it to ya,
I wanna rock you
So get on the with me
I wanna it to ya, baby