Luyện nghe bài hát Pharcyde

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

I'm still twisting and bending
Minds and until the very end
With the rhymes and the
Stomping out wack troops in my big black

Collecting and the loot
From the way I grab the and execute
[Incomprehensible] I'm cute
Say

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

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

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

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

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

I step toward the mic
The imperial award winnin'
Rhymes like a balloon got a pin in it
Because my shit be poppin' like gin and

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

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

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

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

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We do it this way, we do it way

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

Definitely wack and and stable ammunition
Change ya mission men and
My way your salutations get no
Just rejections and outta my Hitachi

Come on and the real
Step on inside and confide in the feel I
By still just a gear on the wheel
No fear on the just a son of Jiva
Who won't my field

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

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

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