Luyện nghe bài hát The Phuncky Feel One

Are you ready? Ladies and gentlemen, all ready to get
Are you ready? Ladies and gentlemen, y'all ready to get
Ladies and

Well I'm the one, yes, the phuncky feel one
Hill has come, any questions? Just ask them
'Cause we are answerin' any brothers been
On the dick, an' straight gatherin'

da info, 'cause yo what you're in fo'
It's a crazy day, in a pimp mode
Trapped like a prophet, but I still
when you're off it, bank's in my pocket

'Cause of my music, what, you call me
In my trade, the Tribe is known to get
Hif is here to hack you down, Son is to buck you down
Joke's on you, if the biggest duck in town

You got to relax, we got to kick
Brothers, just sit back, enjoy me like a six
As I let the flow, into the hook, yo
you gettin' took? But that's another story, black

'Cause I'm the real one, yes, the phuncky one
I'm the real one, yes, the phuncky one
I'm the one, yes, the phuncky feel one
You know I'm the real one, yes, the phuncky one

Phuncky, phuncky, phuncky,

Night in a block, hangin' up the pimp's jock
Used to call me Pimp Poppa, 'cause I to hip hop
I'm down with Cypress, illin', well, I might
Begin to your girl, your girl, she's the flyest

than the other broad, workin' off the pitched rod
Isn't that odd, instead of sayin' my dick's
It's not about knockin' you, do you like clockin' loot?
Forget it, act stupid little sucker, be clockin' you

With the right or left hand, duck this stiff stands
Troopers on the side step, him down to death, man
With the lyric, if you can spare it
Just an ass kickin', is what you

So don't try to snake off, you know I be shook off
Why the suckers off? Well, that's another story black

I'm the real one, yes, the phuncky feel one
I'm the real one, yes, the phuncky one
I'm the real one, yes, the feel one
You know I'm the real one, yes, the feel one

Phuncky, phuncky, phuncky,
Phuncky, phuncky,

on the corner, close to the real estate
Clones they fools who get brothers try to imitate
Meanin' when simulate, but they can't stimulate
Like a joint, stiff from the breath, I take

me act loco, they switchin' up my vocal
Out to you so-called MCs with a roll call
Then you gotta your eyes, you can't stand the sunlight
There is just one light when Tribe's buckin' tonight

Buck, buck, buck ya head, sorry that red is
Deader than a doornail, someone made his bed
Didn't just break out, the got cracked out
Hit the pipe an' blacked out, the shit from back down

So much more integrity, greatest deal I up
Was a funky looker, but another story, black

'Cause we're the real ones, yes, the feel ones
We're the real ones, yes, the phuncky ones
We're the real ones, yes, the phuncky ones
You know we're the real ones, yes, the feel ones

Phuncky, phuncky, phuncky,
Phuncky, phuncky, phuncky,