Luyện nghe bài hát Urban Rapsody

Rick James featuring Rappin

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

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

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

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

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

Urban (Yeah)
Yeah, the sound

meenie miny moe, no matter what hood
That you come from, you get out if you could
Pimps, and pushers on the corner block
You see all the money that you can clock
In the ghetto, you can hear a
And the is written just for you and me
it folk, call it rhythm and blues
It aint nothin but a that we choose

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

Rapsody (Yeah)
Yeah, the sound (Just the sound)
Sound of the (Bring it 4-Tay)

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

I stay 4-Tay
I got to go check out West Coast thang