Luyện nghe bài hát Just The Two of Us

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

It's the Hitman, yes the Hitman, yo ya it
The thirst quencher, the man on the
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. riddle
No cats in hats, fox in some
But to the DJ jocks, your clocks
past what? Time to bust nut

Not a pistachio, he uses a keyboard
And a board
To kick in the P-50, get
with the gift, time to get riffed
Not with the of a spliff
He never rolled one, never sold
The beats give me the that brought fame to us
And how we kick it, how?
(Just the two of us)

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

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

She buck wild, screamed, yelled, hollered
I told her I loved her and she did a solid
Did it real good like a girl should
Back polish up the hood
Yo Howie Tee you should have seen her on me
And she got all Del Rio on me

But she slept 'cause I had nothin' left
On the Martin tip, yes' half step
But yo Howie Tee and me
Our love is all about a dope LP
That will crush and and bum rush
hush, how we gonna do it, How?
(Just the two of us)

up
Chubb Rock came' back for nineteen ninety
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