Luyện nghe bài hát Step to The Rear

we go
(Okay everybody, up to this)
(Sing my song, up to this)
(Sing my song, up to this)
(Sing my song, up to this)

Yo Stud, it
Step to the rear, Pu is on arrival
Raised in the ghetto singin' songs survival
Runnin' round givin' all the girls Puba snacks
I wouldn't try to scale my style, you just might a cardiac

the way to get paid is to grab the mic, rehearse, ya know
Smooth as so honey, don't take it personal
There's no need to try to diss the
Baby, all you get is two snaps up and the

The bob-a-loo bad boy, a threat to the
You try to step to this? It's
A new hit from the Grand Man nights like the Sandman
Gain for awake in case I gotta a head out

Busted is a that's not up my sleeve
It's possessed with and it works when I breathe
Paid in the with an A, that's the grade
With the that I made from this trade

So get hip to the grip, you know where to the chips
If you wanna in on the wins
Grand and I love to hit skins
(And you what?)

(I've got a to sing, oh, bay, bay)
(I've got a to sing, here we go)
(I've got a to sing, oh, bay, bay)
(I've got a to sing)

me now
(Okay everybody, everybody)
(Okay everybody, everybody)
(Okay everybody, everybody)

Grand Puba, the higher ruler, keep a 40 in the cooler
She know me, Money Grip, you better school 'er
Before I have to play her is a way
And a quick short stay at the Holiday

Now forecast as I won't be soccer with the dreads
Ballin's my hobby, wonders in the bed
From full-size, to king-size, to queen-size, to
Even bunk beds, I know how to the leg

If Pu ain't the answer then you be sick as cancer
Smooth romancer, let it ring, I'll answer
So come take a dip your 'Private Dancer'
Nasty, naughty, over 6' call me

But I'm long, I'm like Armstrong
I go on and on, and on, and on
Never in a scandal and I'm caught schemin'
Knew Pu was ever since I was semen

in my daddy's big nuts
But now I'm girls with the big ole butts
to respond for the Max-well

Ask well, hell, it don't even
ain't game for the shit chit-chatter
Puba's in town, oh shit, let's
You can hide that ass, but it don't matter

The 90s is here, Pu is on a
that I've done always seem to pass out
But hon wake ass up this ain't the place to crash out
You try to me? I have to throw that ass out

and hoes, good riddance
'Cause when Pu out, there'll be no skiddin'
I'll upstairs and see Chuck at the chop shop
Tell I'm the size, let a wolf on top

Reel and reel and soul to
Honey, to heel and toe to toe
It really make a diff, I'm not the type to riff
I might smoke a spliff, but I won't

And ya don't
(Okay everybody)
Now I'm-a end it like
I'm Superfly Snuka, know how to hook a hooker
Caught her on looker, know I took her

To the short stay, my way,
And like Monie say, "It was the way"
I a verse from the Christian
And it goes, "Praise the Lord"
Skins lined up on a wharf for when I'm

From Na-ru, I'm in the mood
And if you like the way that this flows, well, that's
See this is no illusion, the is too confusin'
If you try to bite, then you're for a bruisin'

Back up, sonny and let me my money
Then I'm straight, I got a at 8
So see you later, time to motivate
Yeah, now it

I'd like to give a shout to my Brand brothers
Lord Jamar, God Allah, X on the flex and Alamo
And we gonna give a to the SD50s who pumped this
And I'ma say, yo,