Luyện nghe bài hát Sure Shot

You can't, you won't and you don't
Mike D come on and rock the sure
got the brand new doo-doo guaranteed
Yoo Hoo
I'm on Dr John, yea Mr Zu Zu
I'm a newlywed, not a
And everything I do is funky Lee Dorsey
Well, it's the taking of Pelham, one, two,
If you want a rhyme then come see me
I've got the faire with the unique rhyme
And
I keep it on and on, it's quitting time and
Strictly held is the style I go
Never rock the with the panty hose
I strap on my ear goggles and I'm to go
'couse at the boards is the man call the Mario
up at the function and you know I Kojak
To all the party that are on my bozak
I've got action than my man John Woo
And I've got mad hits I was rod crew

You can't, you won't and you don't
Ad come and rock the sure shot

Hurricane will fade on your ass and
Bust your ear
Listen everybody I'm shifting gears I'm
like dougie when I set my specs and
On the microphone I come
Timing like a clock I' rock the hip hop
Top notch is my on the soap box
I've got more rhymes than I've got hairs
And a lot because I've got my share
I've got a hole in my head and no one
To fix it
Got to straighten my thoughts, I'm too
Much sick
Everyone takes and takes, takes, takes,

I've got to step back, got to contemplate
I'm Lee Perry, I'm very
On rock the and then I'm gone
I'm like Bode, I'm a cheech wizard
Never quitting, so you listen

Oh yes indeed, it's fun
Cause you can't, you and you don't stop
Mca come and rock the shot

I want to say a little something that's

The disrespect to women has got to be
To all the mothers and and the
and friends
I want to offer my love and to the
End
Well you say i«m twenty and should
Be
But I'm working harder ever and you could
it macking
So I'm supposed to sit upon my watching my
T.V.
I'm still listening to wax, I'm not the cd
I'm kid in the corner
All up and I want to so I'm gonna
Take a of the pie, why not, I'm not quitting
Think I'm change up my style just to fit in
I keep my underwear up a piece of elastic
I use a mic that's made out of plastic
To send my rhymes out to all
Like ma bell, I've got the ill