Luyện nghe bài hát Mellow My Man

One two
Yes, The layin' back, real-xin
Coolin' out with my man be
We call him
We in effect
Mo like Al B. Sure, for your
Aiyyo it
We about to flip it on ol' laid back, mellow my man tip
We gon' set it this
Yo it

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

Here I goes, negroes 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
contender, Malik's the axe offender
Critique me so uniquely with mystique that's so deep the
Microphones I grip, psych with so's I slits throats
Put him in a quote, when he
They sayin', isn't it, is it the that did it?
'Cause wreck the tech, make you jump and say 'ribbit'
I exhibit many forms, the corny forms
(And in, your neighborhood) on the norms
Capture, was to, ya
Manu-facture, you can ask Anita about the, rapture
I figured, ya, a say it slam
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 this
That, for my my man
It's like for my mellow man
No no we do it that
This, for my my man
like this for my mellow my man

Yo, I got spunk, plus
And Jump Like Punks, to Get Beat
Turn heat down, I'm crazy cool
Deeper than the pool than the Stilt
Damn near drowned in clowns to sound
Thoughts pound
And brown's, my complexion Southern
My is Jex, I
no sex, cause this kid gets
Grits n shit, it's flex to drains was crazed
When your heart spit up, dip dup
Yo I it but
is the Black Boogey Man
Manic mad musician, maker of
That's jocked, by homeboys
I rocks my flocks of sheep, it's the slickest 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 Planets when they get
I the groovy tunes for you and yours, when I pass the can
To my mellow my man, be

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

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

I it's for my mellow my man, uh
My mellow my man,
My my man, uh
My my man, right
My my man, uh
My my man, right
My mellow my man my mellow my man my mellow my man my my man
For Scott Storch, my my man
Leonard Hubbard on the bass, my 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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