Luyện nghe bài hát Play On (Grand Central)

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You know how we be reckoning white hard-to-get
again
Live on Grand
Next - Grand Central

G]
Yo!
Phone's ringin', where's the action, time to get on
Half-next I got message I'm about to go page
Grand Central, time to blow mentals, cashing the essentials
Build credentials, that's essentials
I make timbo's like the face on a dime
you freak, electric boogie, whap, Boogaloo-one
Jump back kiss myself and still keep myself in
Check the brotha the seein' just stays on your mind
We got the fundamental
To you feel the looseness
You recognize the jungle and screaming "Oh my goodness!"
The remedy to the party lively
no trouble or mystery who you call, yo
The JB's - like breeze on a coast
Ain't say no more we let the vibe be your host
And let the rude boy roast, and like the fat rump
Won't you take a taste of this, you're on-off wagging your
Iit's the can't-go-wrong, it's the
It's tha tack, you tell the DJ let the play on

Play on, play on, off, play on - uh yeah
Uh do you want me to
Uh yeah, uh yeah, uh
Sing another rhyme?
Uh yeah, uh yeah, uh
Uh do you wanna feel the
Uh yeah, uh yeah, uh
Well I'ma do it one
Uh yeah, uh yeah, uh it out, hah

They call me Afrika, I fit the script bone you with the
I comin' back at ya with juice than Dracula attackin' ya
Lyrical acrobatics is a
Makin' the bounce like a Bugs Bunny rabbit [Make 'em bounce baby!]
Take you my bush, spill it on your belly
on the down-low just like R. Kelly
Unload my with the JB classics
Tou know that baby damn like drop their funky shit [No doubt!]
Like you, you got the flava, know you the vapours
Want that koochy lick in the only
You me from the native time, eighteen years young
But it was the trade that made your give me some
Yeah, play on & on & play on & play on Grand Central [Word up!]

Uh do you me to flow?
Uh yeah, uh yeah, uh
I'll sing another funky
Uh yeah, uh yeah, uh
Uh do you wanna the vibe?
Uh yeah, uh yeah, uh
Uh do you want me to
Uh yeah, uh yeah, uh

G]
Yo, yo, it's Mike G, the boogie, we make 'em bounce and such
I was just a boy when I learned the jungle touch
Made a platina from rust, made a in trust
And when the sound boy came, we came around and we
We set the scoops up nice and that we through to miss
And then we tapped them with the horns they never off their crib
The rhyme grows as the roof gets phrased
just another scene the Brothers had to put bun cleans
Orchestrated by the Brothers groove in Grand Central
I to make you bounce as a part of fundamentals
Every record must be sold 'cause in this job are no rentals
Let my soul die when Vai-Chi's suck my mentals
When I rock upon the mic i'm pushing hard for my

Yeah, yeah,
I on
I on
I on

Do you want me to
Uh yeah, uh yeah, uh
Sing another rhyme?
Uh yeah, uh yeah, uh
Uh do you wanna the vibe?
Uh yeah, uh yeah, uh
Well do it one time
Uh yeah, uh yeah, uh it out, hah

Uh do you me to flow?
Uh yeah, uh yeah, uh
Sing funky rhyme?
Uh yeah, uh yeah, uh
Uh do you wanna the vibe?
Uh yeah, uh yeah, uh
Well I'ma do it one
Uh yeah, uh yeah, uh it out, hah