Luyện nghe bài hát Here Comes The Heavster

'Here the Heavster'
And I know it makes you
Rock 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' Vernon, can't forget the uptown
we go

Aiyyo, turn me loose, I produce with no buttercup
Premier got the butter cuts, here that ol' rugged stuff
No room for no pat, petty kitty kat rap
I jig 'em, renege 'em or give 'em, a dug 'em diggum

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

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

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

Yeah, funk, funk flow, funk, funk flow, 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 the bigger bro, I'm on the slow nigga flow
I like to do bigger show so I can get bigger
I out in crazy states, sit down and ate crazy steaks
In the time I wake up with a rhyme and some corn flakes

Rap is a stallion's job, hung out with Italian
I been around the with pretty girls and they credit cards
Around in the source van, got when my horse ran
And the verdict, I'm still a Mike 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, time to do the up
Brothers couldn't keep up, spendin' too much time their feets up

Listen to it, is how I do it
When I wreck a set rhymes, float fluid
Lord, have mercy on those who me
You don't appreciate, for, you don't deserve me
tock tick, things are getting thick
Here comes the heavster and I it makes you sick

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

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

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

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

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

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

mind, all the chitter chat 'cause I got a bigger bat
Step out of again to get your jaw tapped
Don't try to play me for puff
I was big stuff, rough tough and all that stuff?

You jaw junkie, rap tour flunkie
Quick at the lip but when you see me you flip 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 countin' loot drinkin' lemonade
with the shy type, girl, who's the fly type?
The none gettin' type that's how you know she's my type

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

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

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