Luyện nghe bài hát Soul Flower [Gutter Remix]

People hint and wonder and want to know how and why
But let me first myself I'm tagging name Romye
I'm 20 years of age I ran across bullshit
People promise you bowl of but don't forget there are pits
No hints, it's quicks, like the water and grits
They got boy who can rhyme and do the fly flips
And that's I, Hi, I better get by because my
About to flip that crazy shit while I go for some Thai

I need zig-zags, zig-zags
I some zig-zags, zig-zags
I need some zig-zags,
How I love to get

Oh what the
just wanna get wrecked to the track
It's brand new and heavy as a and in fact
The Pharcyde is and I hope we're not wack
But at this there's no turning back
But to be exact, I've got more flavors than a bucket of fruit
In 92 we take cash 93 we loot
the vinyl is delicious
I'm the nigga ambitious
Ross is the genie he's giving our wishes
One I wanna just jam your band (Two two two)
You gotta play it all across the (Three three three)
The plan is grab the and say fuck it to the critics hey now
I was down the street, belly to the beat
Phat beats in my head, shoes on my feet
Nigga tried to flex but he had to be
So I shot him in the ass on the

him in the ass on the downstroke

Shot him in the ass on the
Yep
Shot him in the ass on the
Shot him in the ass on the

him in the ass on the downstroke
Shot him in the ass on the
Shot him in the ass on the
him in the ass on the downstroke

Souped on the beat like a bowl of noodles
I love Spanish dishes but no I'm not
I can dig Kung-Fu I flip hoes like
Never date a chick who has a mom Bruno
A anna bonanna
Yeah you know
Met her in a
Souped up my glass, jet her ass to Rio
I'm Creole
Don't like the man of
I'm not your carbon but your first draft jalopy for real
I used to but the fuzz popped me
I had the hydros but they repo'd my crops and
I chills like on the rocks
'Cause I gets paid for them hard-core props
You

How can you freak the funk?
How can you freak the funk?
I separate the good from the junk
How can you freak the funk
Yeah, freak the
All right, freak the
the funk
Freak the
Freak the
Freak the

I want the farmer man. man
I want the farmer man. You the farmer man?
Yeah, I the farmer man. You don't want no farmer man
Give me the farmer man. again it's the farmer man

I go from skip-skop to hip-hop to be-bop to
Cutting enough to turn a tree into a tree trunk
'Cause sunk ships from the Pacific to the Atlantic
I dig dips who've got the hips that are gigantic I'm frantic
Take you in a
Takin' you out is easier than pullin' a out of a Benzie
Box well I rocks the orthodox styles to you squirm
Yes I from Cali no I do not have a perm
I firm on the mic device when I gets nice
Don't the dice if you can't pay the price
I got flavor than 7-11 Slurpees
If can admit he got AIDS, fuck it, I got herpes