Luyện nghe bài hát Pharcyde

None of true, we do it not you
That' why I got you stuck on to my like glue
The crew is back again
But I'm back to win so just tell a

That I'm twisting and bending
Minds and rhymes the very end
the rhymes and the loops
Stomping out wack troops in my big boots

respect and the loot
From the way I the microphone and execute
think I'm cute
Say

Yo man, I pay them no
I deep into the cut
'Cause I the tricks alone
'Cause my name is not Copper-Filled

Pockets, never net a man, who hate it
So let it be
Niggas couldn't fade it an edit
And Xerox M.C.'s are

They to duplicate
But their comin' out
The is Bootie Brown
And phony M.C.'s it

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Imani Bootie Brown and Slimkid Tre
We do it this way, we do it way

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Imani Brown Fatlip and Slimkid Tre
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I step the mic grinnin'
The imperial award winnin'
like a balloon that got a pin in it
Because my shit be poppin' gin and juice

I seduce these iahps to get loose when I'm
These rhymes on drums like my Def Jef
My style is unknown than what happens after death
I come fresh like your breath your brush
Wack MC's that orange soda got crushed

Well, it's apparent many are so transparent
You can't believe ya when ya starin'
ghostly and mostly the wise
Yeah, they just run these games before ya to tell you

Lies in gold glitter
For many moons I've a go getter
Took miles of manure from the bullshitters
Now them fuckas ain't with us to get us
shake the cut through their neutro-transmitter

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We do it way, we do it this way

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We do it way, we do it this way

You respect me
'Cause I come directly from my
While my eternal infernos towering
And over-powering all sour
wishy-washy competition

Definitely wack and lackin' and stable
Change ya men and listen
My way your get no validations
rejections and ejections outta my Hitachi

Come on and taste the
on inside and confide in the feel I reside
By still waters just a gear on the
No fear on the just a son of Jiva
Who leave my field

We do it this way, we do it way
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We do it this way, we do it way

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Imani Bootie Brown and Slimkid Tre
Imani Bootie Fatlip and Slimkid Tre
We do it this way, we do it way

Imani Bootie Fatlip and Slimkid Tre
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Imani Brown Fatlip and Slimkid Tre
We do it way, we do it this way