Luyện nghe bài hát How Ya Want It We Got It

How ya it we got it
(Oh yeah)
How ya it we got it
(Oh yeah)

How ya it we got it
(Oh yeah)
How ya it we got it
(Oh yeah)

Hey Mr. Africa, this is headed
Man, I'm that beef is debated
I jolt the quick out of the fifty-one six
To my Sammy on the mix

We flipped the belt, I felt the burnin'
See I was for the moment
Man couldn't stop me
When I heard AC/DC I had to get a copy

Now I'm swole, who try to my family
Your back in the day was to be native
But now your sedated
I the doctor, I'm a for the remedy

But some to be, a bit seditty
attitude is sh-tty
I'm downright grimy and grity
Introducin' to the scene is Mike

Yo, we the raw through the airwaves
We you wanna misbehave
We gotcha
Like the rhythm and the

So catch a phase of the
Noddin' for days
He's stingy with the level
And he in many ways

So if you want to test the
Come and be my guest
Yo, 'cause Jungle Brothers in the
And De in the house

And from A Tribe Called Quest
Ya, ya, ya, ya, you all it
Y'know 'cause I give it all night Nigga
And make ya last Gigger

Africa, B, the JBeez
Straight out the jungle with the remedy
I'm reppin', we lettin' off at this section
The steppin'
and beats are lethal weapons

And the essence, you know we got a lot constock
The Native Tongues are here with that brew for heart
We're makin' ample usage of the that we see
Tell us how you want it, and we bring the

So, how ya it we got it
(Oh yeah)
How ya it we got it
(Oh yeah)

How ya it we got it
(Oh yeah)
How ya it we got it
(Oh yeah)

Now imported from the of dope shit
Be the native
Rocka one infinite dot com
Getcha tail in the thoughts

Don Perry on free back
love to hear the emcee
We be the realism
you be

Chicken lo stream, baby
What? it in your gut
Guaranteed, we in the to run rap
Just hand over the

Now Ya about, read about
Be apart of it front
Now I'ma ya like the government
And give ya what I ya want

That native to make ya rock with one another
'Cause in my eyes, I consider us all and brothers
So to the I bring Fat jams to make ya sing
I'm starvin', I haven't had nothing like this

Since doin' our own
So be ya P, Is it
To flip ya of speech, 'cause I thinks
There's heads out there we need to reach

True, yo this joint is
Get's the out of
Hey yo, how ya figure?
I wouldn't wanna catch
joint is wisdom, kid

And be emcee, I'm out to get old
I seek the blessed the pattern
From new to tattered and torn
This is Jimmy crack corn

My Mazola
Your style's like Crayola
JBeez be the top dola, I mean
Study the E-M-C-E-E's to the rhyme scholars

Now how ya it we got it
(Oh yeah)
How ya it we got it
(Oh yeah)

Record shop nine to five with the Raw
Brother Africa, I got the Native Tongue touch
Verbal grammar, atcha like a Black Panther
Check the sampler, the man handler!
Crowd

Yes, we gotcha open, ampler
Shootin' the gift Saint Nick, the black Santa
(He's his list)
Say
(He's it twice)
Ya

You ain't shit
If they if ya nice
So come down the
the vicinity
Lock down ya block nonstop with the

Similar to water out the
I'm to reign supreme
Self-esteem lower than rides in Cali
Is the why these niggas

around the bull shit, rubber duck, you can't bull shit
Occupy world-wide with all the misses
These womans don't love us so we forced to talk to
Tryin' to up in the rises, sayin' "I like the way you stylin'"

Let me in the while you play the pilot"
Listen baby doll, recites is a
Hair fully but you mental's six ether
And I don't live that so up top
And watch the Native Tongues the crop for the cream