Luyện nghe bài hát Soul Flower [Tatelarock Remix Instrumental]

People and wonder and they want to know how and why
But let me first introduce I'm tagging name Romye
I'm 20 years of age I ran across bullshit
People you bowl of cherries but don't forget there are pits
No hints, quicks, it's 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 my ally
About to flip that crazy while I go look for some Thai

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

Oh what the
Niggas wanna get wrecked to the track
It's brand new and as a Chevy and in fact
The Pharcyde is coming and I hope we're not
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 nigga ambitious
Michael Ross is the he's giving our wishes
One I just jam with your band (Two two two)
You gotta play it all across the (Three three three)
The plan is grab the ducats and say it to the critics hey now
I was walkin' the street, belly to the beat
Phat in my head, tennis shoes on my feet
tried to flex but he had to be smoked
So I shot him in the ass on the

Shot him in the ass on the

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

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

Souped on the like a bowl of chicken noodles
I love dishes but no I'm not Menudo
I can dig Kung-Fu I hoes like Judo
Never date a who has a mom named Bruno
A anna bonanna
you know 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 draft for real
I used to deal but the fuzz me
I had the but they repo'd my crops and steel
I like scotch on the rocks
'Cause I just paid for them hard-core props
You

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

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

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