Luyện nghe bài hát Lickshot

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

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

Bo! Lickshot for the blood
Talkin that not, Puba come and hit on the right spot
teller for the ladies and the fellas
And I kick the flavor for my fellow ghetto dwellers
No rock'n'roll, it's just
Ain't nuttin changed, I still to hit the hole
With my pole, smoke a and then I roll
And when my corn I wear a Dr. Scholl
I make beats, I hit sheets
Then I build with the Gods to get the off the nod
Grand Puba, and I drop a yearly
And I'm very nearly really come to droppin shit like
My is bond, so you brothers better move on
You brought your wack style, come the horn
Grand Maxwell, not on the Hollywood tip
Here comes a brother more than, 2 to Quit
I'm not sleazy but I it nice and easy
Ain't nuttin changed, I still wear my peasy
I like to dig it, how we done done dug it
I to work 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 service just like room service
And I jump upon a stage I'm not a bit nervous
I kick the reel to rell, I never been to
maybe one time but I had a good time
I keep my pants saggin, I'm never
Niggaz try to copy this on the bandwagon
I shake my thing I do I pull a hamstring and I call a old fling
Gotta Spike her and tell her, Do the Right
Ron Studda do the rap, Alamo'll do the
we hit these 40's G, we gotta get some grub
Grand Puba, Let me a breather
Get you hot a fever, you'll be slammin even
So bother, it's the new Godfather
Tell godson that Grand Puba is the one

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

Sing it baby, ha ha ha, it
No skid row, can't get a show
to kick 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 with the Joy, ten years from a boy
When I work out go see Roy's
to thirty three, where Stud lives
You catch the Puba doin nothin negative
Now honey like me cause I won't dance like Hammer
Honey ask Hammer, can he speak grammar?
I can shake a leg if I want to, but I don't to
Cause that's what my do
Now I the next man his props
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, to the mother
Or to the father, you wanna try to see this
Don't even
Grand Puba, for those who came
You try to step to this, I'll end up-state
is bond, let's move on and on and on
Here we go, here we go, here we go, we go
Big up to my Now Rule
All the cool ones, not the ones
And we gon' move it like this for the year
Big up to my man, K
Big up to my Jeff
And and allathat
This is how we move this yo, word is bond
S.D., in the
Definitely pumpin the like this
And is how we gon' do it yo
Knowledge
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