Luyện nghe bài hát Lickshot

Alright
I want y'all to put your together
And to on a brother
That's bound to lay dips in your hips
More gliiiiide in your
And if you dig what's next
You got the damn address

He's coming, he's coming, coming
He's coming, coming, he's coming
coming, he's coming, he's coming
He's coming, coming, he's coming
He's coming, coming, he's coming
He's coming, he's coming, coming
He's coming, coming, he's coming
coming, he's coming, he's coming

Bo! Lickshot for the claat
Talkin what not, Puba come and hit on the right spot
Rhyme teller for the and the fellas
And I only kick the flavor for my fellow ghetto
No rock'n'roll, it's just
Ain't nuttin changed, I still like to hit the
With my pole, smoke a stog' and I roll
And when my hurts I wear a Dr. Scholl
I beats, then I hit sheets
Then I with the Gods to get the addicts off the nod
Grand Puba, and I drop a album
And I'm very nearly really come to droppin shit daily
My knowledge is bond, so you better move on
You brought your wack style, play the horn
Puba Maxwell, not on the Hollywood tip
Here comes a brother than, 2 Legit to Quit
I'm not sleazy but I like it and easy
Ain't nuttin changed, I still my hair peasy
I like to dig it, that's how we done dug it
I tend to for all the ones who like to wig it

I got a story I want to tell you, I like to it like it is

Second time

Check, I get boom service like room service
And when I upon a stage I'm not a bit nervous
I kick the reel to rell, I been to jail
Oops maybe one but I had a good time
I keep my pants saggin, I'm lolligaggin
Niggaz try to copy this they on the
I shake my thing I do I a hamstring and then I call a old fling
Gotta her and tell her, Do the Right Thing
Ron Studda do the rap, do the overdub
'Fore we hit 40's G, we gotta get some grub
Puba, Let me take a breather
Get you hot like a fever, you'll be even
So don't bother, it's the new
Tell your that Grand Puba is the one

Way back in, history, the Son
Was a, man
Way in, history, the Prodigal Son
Was a, man

Sing it baby, ha ha ha, it
No more row, can't get a show
to kick a new flow, and make the dough y'know?
I'm a Pisces I like to iced teas
I'm a Reese's all the pieces
Or the Alomnd with the Joy, ten years a boy
When I out Puba go see Roy's
Next to three, where Stud lives
You won't catch the Puba doin negative
Now honey don't like me cause I won't like Hammer
ask Hammer, can he speak Puba's grammar?
I can shake a leg if I want to, but I want to
Cause that's what my do
Now I give the next man his
But it comes to micraphones, c'mon, give me mine Hobbes
I won't diss the next brother to be great not my trade
But every brother, ain't a brother, word to the
Or praises to the father, you try to see this
Don't bother
Grand Puba, for those who came
You try to step to this, I'll end up-state
Word is bond, let's on and on and on
Here we go, here we go, we go, here we go
Big up to my Now Rule
All the ones, not the fool ones
And we gon' move it like this for the year
Big up to my man, K
Big up to my Jeff
And allatha and
This is how we gon' move this yo, word is
S.D., in the
Definitely the shit like this
And is how we gon' do it yo
Knowledge
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