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, Grand Pu is on
Raised in the ghetto singin' songs called
Runnin' round town givin' all the girls snacks
I wouldn't try to scale my style, you just catch a cardiac

Figured the way to get is to grab the mic, rehearse, ya know
Smooth as Jermaine so honey, don't take it
no need to try to diss the swinger
Baby, all you get is two up and the finger

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

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

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

(I've got a to sing, oh, bay, bay)
(I've got a song to sing, 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 mystic ruler, a 40 in the cooler
She don't know me, Grip, you better school 'er
Before I have to her is a foul way
And catch a short stay at the Holiday

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

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

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 dope ever since I was

Swimmin' in my daddy's big
But now I'm scoopin' with the big ole butts
Arise to respond for the

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

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

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

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

And ya stop
(Okay everybody)
Now I'm-a end it like
I'm like Snuka, know how to hook a hooker
Caught her on looker, where I took her

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

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

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

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