Luyện nghe bài hát Urban Rapsody

Rick James Rappin 4-Tay

on, come on, come on with the funk thang
Come on, come on, come on with the thang
on, come on, come on with the funk thang
Come on, on, come on with the funk thang

Rapsody (Yeah)
Just the (Just the sound)
Sound of the

Even if you came through the party some ass
need no cash with the VIP pass
In your pocket or purse, be my first verse
Raps an addiction such as Pulp
I represent the west, the one, we be the best
No walking with no limping, no, I dont do no
Sticking to my player script suckas keep slippin
Spread a lot of game, thats what the want me

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you act that player hatin copycat
Same trip, you talk down on a player track
If you how I got the boss game
Smokin on Mary Jane, listenin to James
Uh, the funk (Bring the funk)

Rapsody (Yeah)
Just the (Just the sound)
Sound of the (What you say)

Rapsody (Yeah)
Yeah, just the

Eenie meenie miny moe, no what hood
That you come from, you get out if you could
Pimps, players and on the corner block
You should see all the that you can clock
In the ghetto, you can a rapsody
And the is written just for you and me
Call it folk, it rhythm and blues
It aint but a feelin that we choose

Rapsody (Yeah)
Just the (Just the sound)
of the ghetto (What you say)

Urban (Yeah)
Yeah, the sound (Just the sound)
of the ghetto (Bring it 4-Tay)

Aint no funk like this way in the Bay
Where all the players parlay
City Band, 4-Tay and Rick James
Late night, clubbin, game recognizin
the ass not the glass and we outie
All day, every day, players it cloudy
Almond, caramel, chocolate
One you got em started, man, it really no stoppin
Pimps, players, pushers, aint nothin the ghetto
The partys on again, holler at a player,
Just like mafioso, so just bring a
Hogs, shot callers and Im the force
Passports for a scrapper it goes wide
And about that root of all it might just cost your life
Bring on the funk, Rick, we got the pack
With all these and hoes, man, I gots to mack

I cant stay
I got to go check out West Coast thang