Luyện nghe bài hát Sure Shot (European B-Boy Mix) (Remixed By The Prunes)

You can't, you and you don't stop
Mike D come on and rock the shot
I've got the brand new doo-doo
Yoo Hoo
I'm on Dr John, yea Mr Zu Zu
I'm a newlywed, not a
And everything I do is like Lee Dorsey
Well, it's the of Pelham, one, two, three
If you want a doodoo rhyme then see me
I've got the savior faire with the rhyme
And
I it on and on, it's never quitting time and
hand held is the style I go
Never rock the mice the panty hose
I strap on my ear and I'm ready to go
'couse at the boards is the man they call the
Pull up at the and you know I Kojak
To all the party that are on my bozak
I've got more action my man John Woo
And I've got mad like I was rod crew

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

Hurricane will cross fade on ass and
Bust your ear
Listen everybody 'couse I'm shifting I'm
Fresh like dougie I set my specs and
On the microphone I come
Timing like a when I' rock the hip hop
Top notch is my stock on the box
I've got more than I've got grey hairs
And that's a lot because got my share
I've got a hole in my and there's no one
To fix it
Got to straighten my thoughts, I'm too
Much shit
Everyone just and takes, takes, takes,

I've got to step back, I've got to
I'm Lee Perry, I'm very
On the microphone and then I'm gone
I'm like Vaughn Bode, I'm a cheech
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 something that's long

The disrespect to has got to be through
To all the and sisters and the
and friends
I to offer my love and respect to the
End
Well you say twenty something and should
Be
But I'm harder than ever and you could
Call it
So I'm to sit upon my couch watching my
T.V.
I'm still listening to wax, I'm not the cd
I'm that kid in the
All up and I want to so I'm gonna
Take a piece of the pie, why not, I'm not
Think I'm gonna change up my style to fit in
I keep my up with a piece of elastic
I use a bullshit mic made out of plastic
To my rhymes out to all nations
Like ma bell, got the ill communications