Luyện nghe bài hát Lickshot

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

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

Bo! Lickshot for the blood
that what not, Puba come and hit on the right spot
Rhyme teller for the and the fellas
And I only the flavor for my fellow ghetto dwellers
No rock'n'roll, it's just
Ain't nuttin changed, I like to hit the hole
my pole, smoke a stog' and then I roll
And when my corn hurts I wear a Dr.
I beats, then I hit sheets
I build with the Gods to get the addicts off the nod
Grand Puba, and I a album yearly
And I'm very nearly really come to droppin shit daily
My is bond, so you brothers better move on
You brought your wack style, play the horn
Grand Puba Maxwell, not on the 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 wear my hair peasy
I like to dig it, how we done done dug it
I tend to work for all the who like to wig it

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

Second around

Check, I get boom just like room service
And when I jump a stage I'm not a bit nervous
I kick the reel to rell, I never to jail
Oops maybe one time but I had a good
I keep my saggin, I'm never lolligaggin
Niggaz try to copy they on the bandwagon
I shake my thing I do I pull a and then I call a old fling
Gotta Spike her and tell her, Do the Right
Ron Studda do the rap, do the overdub
'Fore we hit these 40's G, we get some grub
Grand Puba, Let me take a
Get you hot like a fever, be slammin even
So bother, it's the new Godfather
Tell your godson 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 skid row, can't get a show
Time to a new flow, and make the dough y'know?
I'm a Pisces I like to drink teas
I'm a Reese's with all the
Or the Alomnd with the Joy, ten from a boy
When I work out Puba go see
to thirty three, where Stud lives
You won't catch the Puba doin nothin
Now honey don't like me cause I won't dance Hammer
Honey ask Hammer, can he speak grammar?
I can a leg if I want to, but I don't 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 brother to be great that's not my trade
But every brother, ain't a brother, word to the
Or praises to the father, you wanna try to see
even bother
Grand Puba, for those who late
You try to step to this, then end up-state
Word is bond, let's on and on and on
Here we go, we go, here we go, here we go
Big up to my Now brothers
All the cool ones, not the fool
And we gon' it like this for the year ninety-two
Big up to my man, K
Big up to my cousin
And allatha and
This is how we gon' move yo, word is bond
S.D., in the
pumpin the shit like this
And this is how we do it yo
Knowledge
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