Luyện nghe bài hát Just The Two of Us

Chubb Rock comin' hard for nineteen ninety
up, word up
Kick this out to my man Rob Swinga, Hot Dog
[Incomprehensible] Ev Lover y'knahmsayin'?
Dr. No, we go

the Hitman, yes the Hitman, yo ya know it
The quencher, the man on the sequencer
He was scared to kick a sixteen bar, he's not a rap
Not saying I am but I'm the jam
I'm going to kick a little, not a Dr. Suess
No in hats, fox in some socks
But to the DJ jocks, check clocks
past what? Time to bust nut

Not a pistachio, he uses a Casio
And a Tascam
To kick in the P-50, get
Born the gift, time to get riffed
Not with the of a spliff
He never rolled one, never none
The give me the high that brought fame to us
And how we gonna kick it,
(Just the two of us)

Chubb has dope since he came out the shaft
Of his wood, yes, I'm
Yo, he and he plopped into the uterus
And they knew this me was gonna be a dope MC
I get on the mic, my windpipe strikes and ignites
A lyric when you hear it you fear it and

Chubb is not a man to get souped Campbell
I'm the man with the and my jam sells
a whore in the store, hardcore and more
On the tour makin' money you saw
I don't like dreaming, ever beam
And never involved with girls like scheming
Or skiing or sleddin' 'cause I'm shredding
any of a wedding, so Helen Keller
Listen to the rules and me and Hitman Tee is all about coolin'

She went buck wild, screamed, yelled,
I her I loved her and then she did a solid
Did it good like a nice girl should
Back waxed up the hood
Yo Hitman Howie Tee you should have her on me
And she got all Del Rio on me

But after she 'cause I had nothin' left
On the Martin Butler tip, half step
But yo cousin Tee and me
Our is all about making a dope LP
That will and sell and bum rush
Don't hush, how we gonna do it,
(Just the two of us)

up
Chubb came' back hard for nineteen ninety
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My mom [Incomprehensible]