Luyện nghe bài hát Got The Flava

Show & A.G. got the (the flavas)
Rollin the dwellas and the neighbors (the neighbors)
& A.G. got the flavas (the flavas)
Rollin 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 this one (don't be dumb)
You better run or end up my last victim
Shit that's real I already been
Scared the threats I sent you (it's all in the mental)
Jackin niggas I'm in the Central
Cuttin through that ass like a as I commense to
Get big my nigs, A.G. & Showbiz
Now your was doin vital damage to your ribs
Word straight up and down, crab MCs get
I'll leave your cramped, my crew can't be touched
So when you hear the bomb you know it's D. son
No one can fuck around, yeah right (no one)

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

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

[A.G.]
Check the method but sweat the technique
Even made the baddest dime bitches get weak the vets speak
(Hopin) That your head 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 that voodoo, my doll it's cordless
All this and and then some
Get paid to put raps on tracks, I that's my income
The beat chills so they be comin back for
(My man shows his skills) From here to the Peekskills
Kill the rumors, givin MCs brain
Time to off the set, gotta jet like Puma

(2x)]

[Method
What the blood clot, son lick a shot, show love in the area
Forget me not, hysteria
My style revolves blunts, the Methical
The one and only piece original, phony
One love to my A.G.
A true giant in the industry, hold your 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