Luyện nghe bài hát Got the Flava

Show & A.G. got the (the flavas)
Rollin with the dwellas and the (the neighbors)
Show & A.G. got the (the flavas)
with the dwellas and the neighbors (the neighbors)

[D.
Hey yo no I'm the best in this rap business
No I'm strapped, get back or get clapped rediculous son
I'm flippin one (don't be dumb)
You better run or end up my last victim
Shit that's real I already through
Scared the threats I sent you (it's all in the mental)
niggas like I'm in the Central
Cuttin through that ass like a Ginsu as I to
Get big with my nigs, A.G. &
Now your idol was doin damage to your ribs
Word straight up and down, MCs get crushed
I'll leave style cramped, my crew can't be touched
So you hear the bomb you know it's D. Flow son
No one can around, yeah that's right (no one)

World]
Hey yo the on the dilz cause I play ball good (it's all good)
I'm still the hood
Big shouts to Uncle Pete, my number one neighbor
No doubt I'm puffin later with my nigga Gary
Peace to Roc and all the goodfellas
People gettin jealous, well the brothers (the brothers)
On other shit can't forget Shabazz
Representin not to mention that I'm gettin
Get with that or get this because I'm kickin this
the styles I'm runnin through niggas like Emmit Smith

[Party
Touchdown, I buck down MCs that up
10 G's if you MC wrecked up
The ghetto in your hood, hoodie down
from the Bronx, the boogie man from the Boogie Down
Momma never told me there would be days like
That I'd be rippin tracks, gettin paid with my
On tour, roar with hardcore stuff
Niggas call bluffs (I give em no chance) I make it more
(And even slow dance) on niggas faces, rugged, it
Them niggas got to love it we made this
I'm papers with my peeps
As Party Arty Bacardi so MCs meet the shotty

[A.G.]
Check the but don't sweat the technique
Even made the baddest dime bitches get weak when the vets
(Hopin) That head meets my bed sheets
(Now you're open) Like the Red Sea I'm potent
Don't Don't force it, Flow got that 4-fifth
Who do with voodoo, my doll it's that cordless
All this and and then some
Get to put raps on tracks, I guess that's my income
The chills so they be comin back for refills
(My man shows his skills) From here to the Peekskills
Kill the rumors, givin MCs brain
Time to step off the set, gotta jet like

(2x)

[Method
What the blood clot, son lick a shot, your love in the area
me not, mass hysteria
My revolves around blunts, the Methical
The one and only piece original, never
One love to my A.G.
A true giant in the industry, hold shoes up
(Word to God, youknowI'msayin)
Yeah, that's how it's goin down, you know who got the
We got the flava, the
So bring it on, so bring it on, all you corns, yeah