Luyện nghe bài hát Treat 'em Right

Nineteen ninety, Chubb Rock upon the scene
With a lean and a full of green
The green doesn't I made it on the top
But Cop last year was a shock
The of the Popeye cut shook your butt
Kids are screaming, the says
"What kind of music is this for you to 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
the knife and the gun in the store
And ignore sent by the nation
Racial gain causes pain, a new rep
In your hearts and minds forget Yusef
Hawkins and you're walking, you just run
Black on black, remember that important

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

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

Kids in the crib want on the big man
Can he come out? Can he come out and slam a
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, and Hot Dog know
That I'm a man who was to have a mic on

Next to me at all times, ready to kick a
That will keep me out of financial
That's why it comes to fans, I'm never mean
all [Incomprehensible] between Gates and Green
Always says hello I'm a modest fellow
Never try to play a super star mellow
'Cause if these don't go buy our records
We'll be and plus naked

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

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

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

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

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

Treat me
me right
Treat me