Luyện nghe bài hát Star Quality

Yo it's the Ox in the flesh, of course I'm
Yes, I'm livin' for the funk like I was Finesse
Last night I screamed till I my voice I guess
Had a few things to get up off of my chest
Like I'm, the fact that I'm not, what my mom wanted
Only gold plaque that I got, had the on it
I your eviction notice over, wrote a song on it
Like to hear it, here it go, your spirit, clear your soul

If I would've known that tonight was Ladie's
I would've and swabbed my balls with the baby Whipe
In the van, hold sorry little life in my hand
Watch me toss it in the sky and swing right for the
Battling me is trying to ride your bike in the sand
I'ma eat one more helping, I'm, whipping my hands
And you frustrated rappers, must hate the
That I walk in first class, have so much ladies for breath
Tryin' to me, with the ass and the chest
I tryin' to be rude lady, I'm just passin' a test
Got enough and stress, with one woman cashing my cheques
I'll take the compliment and on the sex

We
brother brother, how ya making 'em get down
Come, straight to your town, the ground
Keep the people out there scared, of making a
Thats our policy, we step out there on Quality
Brother, Brother, brother, how ya making 'em get
Come, straight to your town, vibrating the
Keep the out there scared, of making a sound
Thats our policy, we out there

You ain't hardcore, you soft than Shamar Moore
In a tight shirt sayin' Let's slow this train ya'll
You hoes, spills a whole, lot of nothing
Got the nerve to Ox in the eye, you got it coming
While your nod her face to the beat, you tasting defeat
the waste from my cleets, between the space in your teeth
'Erogation, facial all hung down
That little dumb is perfect for salt water to run down

Talk to some clowns, cause they need it rough
Make they never sleeping deep enough to dream of beating me, what
My a little belligerent, isn't it?
Considerin' that I'm belittling them, with more then
My pad and my pen and my
Whether it's your chorus scratching, or wack blasting
Your approach to rapping, is ass crack backwards
Cats'll see me in the and act salty
Stressing you Hip-Hop, you can't even save a wack party

brother brother, how ya making 'em get down
Come, straight to town, vibrating the ground
Keep the people out scared, of making a sound
our policy, we step out there on Star Quality
Brother, Brother, brother, how ya 'em get down
Come, to your town, vibrating the ground
Keep the people out there scared, of making a
Thats our policy, we out there

And the say
"Oh ah hey, oh ah hah"
And the say
"Oh ah hey, oh ah hah"
And the say
"Oh ah hey, oh ah hah"
And the say
"Oh ah hey, oh ah hah"

Brother Ali is two hundred, pounds of piss and vinegar
Few try to sit me down, they missing and
I got on, but a lifestyle, black tuxedo
An Aretha Franklin record, and I'm rockin' Ego like
Dadda, Shit, Ya Done Poppa'
There's only three Ali would need a Ramada
One, to move the bowels, two, to steal the
Three, shave, shower, pray for my power

I can this, if my man Ant would just
Give me a chance to splatter antics across his canvasses
Damage is at this point
I twist till they pop lock, too loud and get ya knot rocked
I'm too to let you hop scotch through
The section of the earth that I occupy, making you testify
that I could do for you, is ignore you
'Cause I'd probably you if I explore you
from the Brother

Brother brother, how ya making 'em get down
Come, to your town, vibrating the ground
Keep the people out scared, of making a sound
Thats our policy, we step out there on Star
Brother, Brother, brother, how ya making 'em get
Come, to your town, vibrating the ground
Keep the out there scared, of making a sound
our policy, we step out there

And the say
"Oh ah hey, oh ah hah"
And the say
"Oh ah hey, oh ah hah"
And the say
"Oh ah hey, oh ah hah"
And the say
"Oh ah hey, oh ah hah"

Oh ah hey, oh ah hah
Oh ah hey, oh ah hah
Oh ah hey, oh ah hah
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