Luyện nghe bài hát Man Behind The Music

Step up, step up, step up
right up, step up, step up

This is how it be done
'Cuz this is identical to none
How can I you dance some more
(TR)
what I came here for

This is how it be done
(And now)
'Cuz this style is to none
(Here's the Funkey Mama)
How can I make you dance more
(TR)
That's I came here for

Feel your blue flows like
The man behind the music make you jump
Jack you're make you shake your rump
No dick or fee tellin' me is what you want
Baselines and snares will make you funk
Intimidated by his 14 old
At 97 he's a different of funk
We push together like a perfect and tongue

You pressed your luck and now back to should be sunk
Be coming, the future, with yo' face punked
Forgot about the past now you want
Platinum to put you on the map
we gotta keep it in the fam'
You had yo' to be down wit da man
So playa hatin', perpetuating, articulating
Balla's down four, you can't me

the deal ma
Funkey Mama plays the track so you feel, huh?
I'll make a D, I'm all about the dolla' y'all
Rock the diamond Lex while I sit my desk and sign the checks
If you hits baby, got 'em going crazy on Blackstreet
You it's plaque time when me and the track meet
Save all yo whack beats, QP and TR so precise mics
We be surgeons in E.R.

The knows, baby girl, be my diamond 'cuz she rocks shows
See my one's ain't no way you can stop those
Little man got breath together
With Queen Pen, now it's hot to death, so take a back
What I did, I'm doing, where I take this
It's kinda 'cuz it's nothing just to make hits
Peep the facts, keep 'em
the streets are black, ladies scream he's the Mack

'Cuz I
(What)
Shit that make the fly chick you my chick
And plush funds just 'cuz I'm rich
We are TR, you see, QP, we, Blackstreet, gone
You can't it
(And now, here's the Funkey Mama)

Now Teddy jam for me one
Enforce that then I'd my hips bump and grind
We'll just happen all this in this 'cuz of platinum hits
Little man be the shit, Funkey represent
It ain't never been no and we got witnesses
You account for all of this
Just we, and get your knocked off
You can your I-pinion till you get there

'Cause it don't matter, we don't follow chatter
We make hits and calls, my get thick
Ask St. Nick, the repertoire
For those in the past, they know who are
If the fits, trust we gon' wear it
Can we be's the baddest clique up on this
We paid the cost to be boss
'Cuz scare don't win money, now drop it

This is how it should be
this style is identicle to none
How can I you dance some more
(Little man)
That's I came here for

is how it should be done
'Cuz style is identicle to none
How can I make you dance more
(TR)
That's I came here for

is how it should be done
'Cuz this style is identicle to
How can I make you some more
(TR)
what I came here for

This is how it should be
this style is identicle to none
How can I you dance some more
(TR)
That's what I here for

This is how it be done
'Cuz style is identicle to none
How can I make you dance some
(TR)
what I came here for