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

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

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

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

I've got to step back, got to contemplate
I'm like Lee Perry, I'm
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 that's long

The to women has got to be through
To all the and sisters and the
Wives and
I want to offer my and respect to the
End
Well you say twenty something and should
Be
But I'm working harder than and you could
Call it
So I'm to sit upon my couch watching my
T.V.
I'm still to wax, I'm not using the cd
I'm that kid in the
All fucked up and I want to so I'm
Take a of the pie, why not, I'm not quitting
I'm gonna change up my style just to fit in
I keep my underwear up with a piece of
I use a bullshit mic that's out of plastic
To send my out to all nations
Like ma bell, I've got the ill