Luyện nghe bài hát Grand Puba, Positive & L. G.

Two times for the drummer, I start it I say, "Hit me!"
kickin' flavor, and I brought somebody with me
Positive, the gentlemen, the
blase, you know dapper

See this is not a about friends
Because we ends, and then we spread the skins
This becomes a well known tune
And my gonna bloom like a flower in June

We kick flavor and you know that
As smooth as the head on a Fed Kojak
Grip the mic 'til my get calloused
And I'll tell you like Ralph told Alice

"Bang zoom," up up and away
Puba and Positive K
Lyrics real sweet like
just like a condom, we keep one handy

Go Puba, go
Go Puba, go
Go Puba, go
Go Puba, go

To my adversaries, I'm not
Not the Godfather or the Tooth
Not Jack Spade or Engelbert
Listen to this and tell us what you think

One two three Grand on the count
Rhyming gets me papes in large amount
Brother you're wrong, if you think crime
Don't like gays and take off of holidays

safe sex to prevent strange diseases
Wear my hat, on one skeezers
I roll dice, but don't bet on the
take losses and I don't reveal my sources

So umm, take the if you're planning to riff
The rhymes spread like to make your loose knot stiff
Kick up your feet if you're kinda queasy
Relax, take it
(Ha, ha)

You're in good hands, is a survivor
I make rhymes of anything, I'm McGyver
If I were a rap would be my program
Since I'm a man, I don't eat ham
I wish more people was like me

But Positive, Max?
See the vocab is lovely, girls be of me
Other try to be me, competition can't see me
So hey, say? I got the flow y'all
If you don't know the time you better check the Seiko

Or Timex, I suplex, get biz on the
Put 'em in a line I ask, "Who's next?"
Grand Puba, to make a big hit
Doin' much on this two man skit

to hold me back won't harm me
And when the gear gets too small it's for the Army
So mami, or mida, a way I say, "No sweeter"
(Now funky)

You see the I kick is rugged, I shine like a nugget
'Cause in-tense mean you dig it, past tense you dug it
So dance, to a tune, my little doll
Da-nah-nah, da-nah-nah, da-nah-nah, dah

me wit, vibration
Give me a meditation
There is none than Grand Puba
be get it all togetha

You see the second time around I the label don't flake
And if do I go to Drake and say, "Give me a break"
Toyota say, I say
(Oh a feeling)
I the foots of Lionel Richie
I him dancing on my ceiling

Pass me the mic, 'cause I to blitz
I'm the best that came since grits
The Prince of Rap, for Cinderella
If you see her, why don't you her?

I got the shoe in the car out
And if she makes the fit, in like that
And as a matter of fact, I'm not an actor, but the main
and his rhymes is like a protractor

I'm intricated,
musically related
Rhymes so fly never outdated
to be fly by the way I state it

Now of myself, I say I'm a big fan
Got more rhymes, than by the Letterman
K, you can say he's low key
You might my name, but now look, you don't know me

I can be nice and flip the Son of Sam
Nobody exactly how I am
I'm the next and everybody it
Open tours this year, next year I'ma it

I've got the that pays the bills, now
Here's a from Stephanie Mills
Don't put a rush on me my tempo's slow
And if I don't you, then how would you know?