Luyện nghe bài hát Trés Fly

It's the "T dot L-U-V S-K-I"
Came to rock the spot my flow's ill Trs Fly.
So may I? O.K. I convey my skills then chill you know I keep it real!

Well I'm the that's who I am.
Short brother with the curls & the year round tan make the sucka rappers when I rocks the jam.
the ladies crazy nuts like a box of pecans.
I'm a make you hop I'm more hip than popotamus.
flow from a lyrical well that is bottomless unlike ya mom's & that spot ya papa hits.
I'm watching yas play ya selves like nintendo go anonymous.
I'm on top of this rocking having fun.

A jam without T-Luv be bug like burgers with no buns or weekends with no funds or beats no drums.
Mic check 2's with no check 1's or ladders with on rungs or alleys with no bums greasy spoons no scums Blue
skies with no suns better yet Sanfords with no sons or guitars with no strums or jokes no puns.
Or kids with no moms or math no sums or bubbles with no gums Attillas with no Huns
Guerillas with no guns better yet cops with no guns or kisses with no tongues man it just be no fun man
It just would be no fun man and that jam would be done in Bum bum ditty bum bum bum
T. Luv-Ski won't you kick a one time for me.

It's the "T dot L-U-V S-K-I"
to rock the spot my flow's ill plus Trs Fly.
So may I? O.K. I will convey my skills then chill you know I it real!

You see love.
It's T. Luv that you speak of that you of That you seek 'cause
I freak stuff my beat's rough my that my crew's steeze plush Mc'z
You need love? I be love manifested physically plus exquisitely silky lyrical wizardry make you shivery
Mc'z left in misery defeated bitterly quite quickly trickily I rock my rhynes I rock my rhymes they right on trickily.

But forget that enough of that I bless tracks tracks & improve tracks if ya crew's wack then step back
Move back tracks do that! believephat
We be rap True dat I mean but you knew that
Already it's not deadly but very very dearly I hold this micra
Very clearly rhymes travel through ya cypha rhymes life ta
Verbal arrangements with agility ain't no facilities
Able to restrain me or my linguistical habitually
I grab a mic & pick a style now will it be?

The fat one or the PHAT one? once I had a one
But that one bounced ya entire crew then it surpassed 'em
& attacked 'em then it blast 'em left you with spasms
& nobody knew what happened except for me &
& we was laughing & laughing & laughing & laughing.

the "T dot L-U-V dash S-K-I"
Came to rock the spot my flow's ill Trs Fly
So may I? O.K. I convey my skills then chill you know I keep it real!