Luyện nghe bài hát To The Right

Yeah we're gonna this one to the right
Wanna a shout to my man Pos K
My man Big Daddy, he's
Now Rule Mob, it out

Well here's a Hickie, Puba's not a quickie
it comes to skins, goddamn I'm picky
Who will be the to occupy the prince?
And if she's less than dope I hope the Limo's got

Now honey, you see this may sound
But let me love you down and if I'm I'm back downtown
All the skins I've been in I gets no
You see M C's, really think they can outlast, I smell gas

As a yung'un I was thefty, as a lefty
The I drop, somethin' more than hefty
Roll like a Ranger, Puba's no
For those who try to me, uh-oh, danger

Used to drink the Olde E, coolers, be Goldie
When I played soccer with the dreads play goalie
Here the one that's capable, of slaughterin'
For those who wanna get the catalogue, start orderin'
'Cause Puba's shit is on Ock

I shape the wig like a
I like to dip dip dive, a Benz I'm soon to
I guess you can call my nine to five
I send my lust to scoop with my skin buster
Freak the and butt behind and I gots the Georgia

But on for a sec
You have to worry about the Puba gettin' wreck
'Cause to me see more than likely
And if I too fast, let me, slow down slightly
take a trip expenses paid money grip
Don't or flam, 'cause Puba's not havin' it

Derek X to the
C'mon and clap your hands for Nation
C'mon and clap your hands for
C'mon and clap your hands for Zulu
C'mon and clap hands for Zulu

You see me rock a video and shit up on feels so good
There was no doubt about it, 'cause I knew that I
Before I these lyrics that I rip and I rule with
This girl done tried to cram 'cause she was down with the old

She smacked me, attacked me, me till I swung
But I made her see stars 'cause her rung
See an uptown girl is much different than a downtown
No I'm not a wife beater, no I'm not a cheater
I nipped this problem in the bud with my force the Rule
And my man Ron Stud, word to

So give a if you know what I'm talkin' about
And if you then brother you're lost
I had a boss, traded it in for a
It died, I made glue, it's no

I'm the boss at my job 'cause I all workers
Tired of the sob story tear
Compassion, for never seen in our slums
Never sold work, never no gems

So 'Que Sera Sera' as the fat lady
But when the toll is the song I sing
Taken up the flights, uptown or crown heights
I a bunch of you after lunch 'cause I do right

Appear from the rear my Clan and I'm the Cave Bear
Rip up the on my worldwide tear
So loudly my troops and let's three groups
Wreck time is here, so let's get paid on free

Allah to the right
(Yo the God)
God
(Yo the God)
God!

You're captivated by the science 'cause the mathematical
Jamar the jam, is an emphatical
Y, equal, knowledge I go on, although clothes get torn
By weaker Cypher men 'cause came from my pen
Made 'em lust, now I

Rush out the back door, in-to the
Girls in pursuit, enough to a rally
I didn't scuff up my brand new Bally's
So I made a dip, like I was goin' back to Cali

Took the Lear Jet, don't fear yet, on your ear set
So as I hit program, you know I'm gonna
Cause even in my name a funky live "Jam"
Don't eat Spam or no of ham
Polite to all so I say, "Yes Ma'am!"

Sniffin' a gram flam, it's kinda weak
Jamar I keep you open the rhymes I speak
Not down a frat, no I ain't no Greek
A message from a Blackman, is what you