Luyện nghe bài hát Give it to Ya

The joy of laughing
are the makings

12 it's like 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 floor me
I give it to ya, baby
I wanna with you
So get on the floor me
I wanna it to ya, baby

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

My crew is down to do for me
Got my back like scoliosis when I'm handling
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 skipping with ill plans of fucking you
A price for fame that's non-refundable
All in the of one day coming out with a double U

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

cobra rapper crew
Ill Capitan, never roll a foot
We over, you pushovers
Lil' pussies need to douche

Mass and Gills, Scott hare will make em' gush
Pussy and poetry, two things that's for ya
We rock hard just like the told us
That shit 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
From right now the day that we forfeit it
Just making that y'all get it in time to put my heart in it
Little crushing all gimmicks, like what

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

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