Luyện nghe bài hát Give it to Ya

The joy of laughing
These are the

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

I rock 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 give it to ya,

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

My is down to do whatever for me
Got my back like when I'm handling mine
Find it hard, though to manage my
the gaming and rhymes, without severing my family ties

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

I know it crazy, right?
Even though it's sometimes I still got to stay in the mix
It's Pete Rock on the drums and laying the kicks
And on the I wouldn't trade it for shit
Let's get it up right now, on

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

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

We bought back 94 when the was pure
Everybody made 93' and before
Hearing 'Illmatic' first on the trip to the
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 time to spread news
Daily digesting more wack shit
better stick to the script
We need you Jay

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

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

King rapper crew
Ill Capitan, never roll a solider
We over, you pushovers
pussies need to douche over

Mass and Gills, Scott hare will make em' gush
Pussy and poetry, two that's good for ya
We rock hard just like the hood us
That fake shit I never show you
We ought to it true and authentic

In they videos to walk wit it
L.B. put the talk in it
From right now till the day we forfeit it
Just making sure that get it in time to put my heart in it
Little Brother crushing all gimmicks, like

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