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 my style, you just might catch a cardiac

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

The bad boy, a threat to the paranoid
You try to step to this? void
A new hit from the Man with nights like the Sandman
Gain for in case I gotta stomp a head out

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

So get hip to the grip, you where to slide the chips
If you wanna cash in on the
Grand Puba and I love to hit
(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 mystic ruler, keep a 40 in the cooler
She don't know me, Money Grip, you school 'er
Before I have to play her is a way
And catch a quick short stay at the

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

If Pu ain't the answer then you be sick as cancer
Smooth romancer, let it ring, I'll probably
So come take a dip your 'Private Dancer'
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 and I'm never caught schemin'
Knew Pu was dope since I was semen

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

Ask well, hell, it don't matter
Puba ain't game for the chit-chatter
in town, oh shit, let's scatter
You can that 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 have to that ass out

Foes and hoes, riddance
when Pu comes out, there'll be no skiddin'
I'll slide and see Chuck at the chop shop
Tell I'm fade the size, let a on top

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

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

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

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

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

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