Luyện nghe bài hát Soul Flower [Tatelarock Remix]

People hint and and they want to know how and why
But let me first introduce myself I'm tagging Romye
I'm 20 of age I ran across some bullshit
People promise you bowl of cherries but forget there are pits
No hints, it's quicks, it's like the and grits
They got another boy who can 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 look for some

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

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

Shot him in the ass on the

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

Souped on the beat a bowl of chicken noodles
I love Spanish but no I'm not Menudo
I can dig Kung-Fu I flip hoes like
Never date a chick who has a mom Bruno
A anna bananafanafuno
Yeah you Shafino
Met her in a
up my glass, jet flew her ass to Rio
I'm somewhat
like the man of steel
I'm not your carbon copy but your first jalopy for real
I used to but the fuzz popped me
I had the hydros but they repo'd my crops and
I like scotch on the rocks
'Cause I just paid for them hard-core props
You

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

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

I go from skip-skop to hip-hop to be-bop to
Cutting enough bullshit to turn a tree into a tree
we've sunk ships from the Pacific to the Atlantic
I dig dips who've got the hips that are gigantic 'cause I'm
Take you in a
Takin' you out is easier than pullin' a pull-out out of a
Box well I rocks the styles to make you squirm
Yes I come from Cali no I do not a perm
I stand firm on the mic device when I nice
roll the dice if you can't pay the price
I got more than 7-11 Slurpees
If Magic can admit he got AIDS, fuck it, I got