Luyện nghe bài hát Mellow My Man

One two
Yes, The layin' back, real-xin
Coolin' out my man Malik be
We call him
YaknowhatI'msayin? We in
Mo like Al B. Sure, for pleasure
bust it
We about to flip it on some ol' back, mellow my man tip
We set it like this
Yo it

it, La Di Da Di, who likes to party
Like Slick Rick the Ruler I'm than a ice brick
Got soul like those afro picks, with the black
And leave a crowd like John the Baptist, it's
The of that "Oh shit!"
The skits I kick, flows like
And got many emcees on the
I'm sharp as a cactus plus, quick to bust tactics
Us, Roots is really to that rap shit
Now holla to the scholarly, street skats that me
Back to the Soul Shack with packs of rap
Max that, Objects is mad abstract, make Shadrach
want to go like Meshach, Black
Thought the nappy cat a bookworm shoe styles like
Cool as Malcolm Little with conch a la perm
The herb sticks like wicks, and when I slaps the hand
Of my mellow my man, be

I goes, negroes best to know the flower
The professional, best in those skills kills so uhh
Whoa, slow before you go down (sissy)
Trixie is Agatha Christie your slain and know now
Next contender, Malik's the axe
me so uniquely with mystique that's so deep within the
Microphones I grip, psych with poems so's I slits
Put him in a quote, he croaks
They sayin', isn't it, is it the negro did it?
wreck with the tech, make you jump and say 'ribbit'
I exhibit many forms, prohibit the forms
(And in, your neighborhood) on the norms
Capture, was to, ya
Manu-facture, you can even ask Anita about the,
I figured, perhaps ya, a say it
For my my man

The way we do it like
That, for my my man
It's that for my mellow my man
No no we do it like
This, for my my man
It's like this for my my man
No no we do it this
That, for my my man
It's like that for my man
No no we do it that
This, for my my man
It's like this for my my man

Yo, I got spunk, plus
And Jump Punks, to Get Beat Down
Turn that heat down, I'm cool
Deeper than the pool than the Stilt
Damn near drowned in bounce to sound
Thoughts pound
And brown's, my complexion section
My is Jex, I
Sweats no sex, cause this kid
Grits n shit, it's to drains that was crazed
When your heart up, dip dup damn
Yo I it but
Back is the Black Man
Manic mad musician, maker of
jocked, by your homeboys
I rocks my flocks of sheep, it's the shepherd around
I was lost but was found, now I gets
From Philly to the I, stop and holla tunes and then hit
Up-town, Diggin when they get Earthbound
I kick the groovy tunes for you and yours, I pass the can
To my my man, Malik be

Whoa, shucks, my nuc snuff (uh-huh)
I erupt, to destruct, deducts
In wax I to smack em, stroke em as I cap em
Change my name to or Reynolds then I Wrap em
know we be furrow to my borough
Cause my ass is so thorough, like Levert
Too to be sterile
So I the greats (say what?)
Bust the Pacino's, I won't trust
though I lust them shapes -- females for retail prices
Twice this nice, this witch sure her spices
I won't smirk, cause my name's not
The with the multiple choice, she does a circle
You want to turn and your eyes, and try to plagiarize
But I degrade ya, ya and slayed ya
Microphones I grip to flip the hyp-ocrites
And nit-wits, with skits, them ain't
That was a curse, but I it in half
the airplay, no fair play, you're feelin the wrath
Of Malik, aiyyo get tragic, negroes get dramatic
Because I have the to smoke rabbits like a addict
So if you can not rap I will just YOU
If you wants to pick up on your be shows the chrome
And we cap, YOU
It's too bad, dem understand de true check
For my my man

The way we do it like
That, for my my man
It's like for my mellow my man
No no we do it like
This, for my my man
It's this for my mellow my man
No no we do it like
That, for my my man
It's like that for my man
No no we do it that
This, for my my man
like this for my mellow my man

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For Scott Storch, my my man
Hubbard on the bass, my mellow my man
B.R.O.T.H.E.R. ? on the drums, my my man
Gotta end it on the one, my my man
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