Luyện nghe bài hát Treat 'em Right

Nineteen ninety, Chubb jumps upon the scene
With a and a pocket full of green
The green doesn't symbolize I it on the top
But Robo Cop last was a shock
The tone of the Popeye cut your butt
Kids are screaming, the media
"What of music is this for you to dance to?"
The man with the plan and the man you

Leave the and the crack for the whack
Or the and the nine, keep a smile like that
Leave the and the gun in the store
And ignore sent by the nation
Racial gain pain, need a new rep
In your hearts and minds never forget
Hawkins and you're walking, you don't run
on black, remember that it's important

Anyway the one brings forth the fun
No hatred, the almost done
No time for sleep, jump in your
And pump up the funky beat a week
Beeper goes off, yo, it and trash it
You're too young to be plumped in a
Just get your boys and bring the noise and swing it
And people, sing it

Treat me right, I'll you good
Treat me right, I'll you good
Treat me right, I'll treat you
Treat me right, I'll treat you

Kids in the crib dibs on the big man
Can he come Can he come out and slam a jam?
I'm his one fan, yes I am
All these kids that I'm the man
Six foot three and maybe a quarter of an inch
Than last but still a unique figure
Rob Swinger, Doc No, Dinky and Hot Dog
That I'm a man who was born to a mic on

Next to me at all times, to kick a rhyme
That will keep me out of bind
That's why when it to fans, I'm never mean
Kids all [Incomprehensible] between Gates and
Always says hello 'cause I'm a modest
Never try to play a super star that's
'Cause if these kids don't go buy our
We'll be has-beens and plus

So we owe them, so pull out pen
Sign an autograph, you might a new friend
So get your boys and bring the noise and just swing it
And people in the house, sing it

Treat me right, treat you good
Treat me right, treat you good
Treat me right, treat you good
Treat me right, treat you good

Party in the house, listen up
I'm the man with the plan and the man it up
Peace to Tee, good lookin', gee
Swinger, Hot Dog, Doc No, Bud, Ev Lover,
Fish and chips with the hippy hippy
the tune ends, give me some lips
Sanity Crystal, my niece and Lady Kazan, my home girl,
And leave the guns and fun out, and oh yeah, sing it

Treat me right, I'll treat you
Treat me right, I'll you good
Treat me right, treat you good
Treat me right, I'll treat you

Well, back the nineteen ninety
Chubb jumps upon the scene
With a and a hardcore dream
The dream crafted to be pornographic
Decency from the crib, plus kids
Don't need to hear all of on the rap
The strength of my vibe Chubs on the map
'Cause authority, seniority far
My staff gives autographs gives nuff laughs
Read my mic, heed my sight, and definitely you right
Just me right, please

me right
Treat me
me right