Luyện nghe bài hát Here Comes The Heavster

'Here comes the
And I know it makes you
Pete and CL Smooth's
'Mecca and the Soul LP

Yeah, we go, what?
Funk, funk flow, funk, flow, here we go
Yeah, here we go,
Funk, funk flow, funk, funk flow, we go

This one out to all those heads
KnowhatI'msayin'? Bronx, Brooklyn, Queens,
Money earnin' Mount Vernon, can't forget the
we go

Aiyyo, turn me loose, I don't produce no buttercup
Premier got the butter cuts, here comes that ol' stuff
No room for no pat, petty kitty kat rap
I jig 'em, renege 'em or give 'em, a dug 'em smack

I you hangin' on ghetto blocks tryin' to get ghetto props
You need to stop, just a ghetto flop
Here comes niggy piggy back, knapsack sacky
Saki, classic a Kawasaki, rough like Rocky
call me Dadi, Puerto Ricans call me Papi

You stop me
'Cause in these times of times
I'm coming with rhymes
Rugged beats, I'm passin' on satin sheets

And I came from, some come from
to diss the champion, numba one, Don Gargon
Talkin' behind my back, like they that, they ain't halfa that
Matter of fact, I'm the one who put the on the map
Tick tock tick, are getting thick
Here the heavster and I know it makes you sick

Yeah, funk, funk flow, funk, flow, here we go
Yeah, well, alright,
Funk, funk flow, funk, funk flow, we go
Yeah, yes, well, alright,
Funk, flow, funk, funk flow, here we go

Here comes the bigger bro, I'm on the slow nigga
I like to do bigger so I can get bigger dough
I hung out in states, sit down and ate crazy steaks
In the morning time I wake up with a rhyme and some flakes

Rap is a stallion's job, hung out with Italian
I around the world with pretty girls and they credit cards
Around in the source van, got when my horse ran
And despite the verdict, I'm still a Tyson fan

In the trench I get ruff, on the stretch, I get
F's on the set who's next to get wrecked
Mr. Sweeperman, to do the sweep up
Brothers couldn't keep up, spendin' too much time their feets up

to it, this is how I do it
When I wreck a set rhymes, like fluid
Lord, have mercy on who curse me
You don't appreciate, for, you don't deserve me
Tick tock tick, are getting thick
Here comes the and I know it makes you sick

Yeah, what? Funk, funk flow, funk, funk flow, we go
Talk it, alright, yeah
Funk, funk flow, funk, flow, here we go
Yeah, well, alright,
Funk, funk flow, funk, funk flow, we go

So it down
So does it on the DL, the heavster
So break it
So easy it on the DL, the heavster

So break it
So easy does it on the DL, the
So it down
So easy does it on the DL, the

So break it
So easy does it on the DL, the
So it down
So easy does it on the DL, the

So it down
So does it on the DL, the heavster
So break it
So easy it on the DL, the heavster

Didn't it make you sick when I went pop and I kept my
and I up the spot and was large on your block
I it did that's why you formed the committee
Of a bunch of itty silly Milli Vanilli, hillbilly niggies

Never mind, all the chat 'cause I got a bigger bat
Step out of line again to get jaw tapped
Don't try to me for cream puff
I was big stuff, rough tough and all that stuff?

You jabber jaw junkie, rap flunkie
Quick at the lip but when you see me you like a monkey
It always me, how some brother's faces be
Smilin' but behind your they talk like an enemy

But I got a sharper blade, from I see better days
Sittin' on my porch countin' loot drinkin'
Swingin' the shy type, girl, who's the fly type?
The none gettin' high that's how you know she's my type

Tick tick, things are getting thick
Here comes the heavster and I know it makes you
Tick tock tick, things are thick
Here comes the heavster and I know it you sick

Tick tock tick, are getting thick
Here comes the and I know it makes you sick
Tick tock tick, things are thick
Here the heavster and I know it makes you sick

tock tick, things are getting thick
Here the heavster and I know it makes you sick
tock tick, things are getting thick
Here the heavster and I know it makes you sick
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