Luyện nghe bài hát Prince P.f.u.n.k

it now
Gonna it now
git it now

Here he again
Hes try to ruin my day
had a reason to dog me out
Dint make em do what they say

Nine outta ten
Ask im if he did he say no
Ill be a turncoat
be the one
To sell your at the grocery store

You around
stuff be goin down
Ask him how it
Yo he know

But I dont care people may say
I aint gon let it my day
The best remedie for a basket of lies
Is

Aint nothin like music
...
Got to gimme of that music

Here she again
She got to the story her way
shes caught a guy
That's doin she dont wanna
Takin money when the crime pay

Every now and
do somethin ... they said
One mans justice is another fear
you wish that you could sleep in my bed?

The only reason to say my is to get your 15 secs of fame
Nobodys even what you do

But I care what people may say
I gon let it ruin my day
The best remedie for a basket full of lies is

Theres nothin like music
Let the play
Im 4 Cocoa Rock

Uh

Well, it might not be The Grand
But it is funky
on
Funky (Ha ha)
music
Funky
like dat keyboard, on the keys and easy on the beat)
On
Guitar man (Aint nothing like music)
U can do more that cmon cmon (wanna give U some of this music)
guitar, Mouth guitar

How you cap and be gone?
I to let you know but it's on
You not like the taste
But Im still gon stick your in this funk (stick yo face in it)

Gossip
Ho. Hum.
to my drum

Digital music disappears in the

I 1st heard
yo
to my bass

Time will
We are
Listen to my

(Chorus)We dont care people may say
We gon let it ruin our day
The best remedy for a big, fat punk is

nothin like funky music
Turn the up

Are you to me?
All
Somebody 9-1-1
Yall

Look here,
me talk to you
You and your
Lemme tell you right now
You run up on me
words or otherwise
And Imma knock you punks out

takeoff
Where da

There you have it,
That is away
We dont where you go
But you gotta get out o

Cancer, chronic fatigue, or just plain po
I all yall
Dont you mess with me no mo
Ho What is it?
All right
Thats it,
Im out like the in the first
But we get it together though
Pookie! The warm?
Aight,
Peace
funky