Luyện nghe bài hát Who Makes The Loot? (Bonus Track)

Who makes the loot? Grand
Who the loot?
Who makes the loot? Puba
Well, who makes the loot? it

Goodness grief, let me lighten up the
Honies spell Grand Puba when they spell relief
Who is the man, more a hundred grand?
Give a pound to a friend, put a tool to a
Damn, bang, bang, bang, Jimmy Puff
Who is the one who gives you
answer, here comes the flavor
And you wanna ask what Puba gave ya?

Some dope shit, some live shit
is the one who's givin' fits
A new style, new style, are you for this type?
Now, I rock hip, everybody's rockin'
On the down low you might see me at a show
If the show for dough then you won't see the bro
The Grand man, just as
But let me down 'cause I know I'm confusin' y'all

Puba, Grand Puba
Grand Puba, Puba
Grand Puba, Grand
Puba

Bust it we gon' move on like this, I once a bid
I never hit skid, never a girl if the girl
Got a kid, nah, got a brand new bag
And I never hit skins once sag
Guy says groovy, you like to see a
Stick it in easy, it comes back
to tell you slow down
But be the to take you uptown

I won't fall or fumble, stagger or stumble
Not a soft sucker but I come humble
The candidate, who holds all the weight
It ain't him or him, you get the story straight
Ron Stud is my D. J. makes the feel like it's foreplay
Comin' like a bull, so you yell, "Ole"
is the one, I shine like the sun
You get too close, you might get

Yeah,
nuttin' but funky, it's just funky
Aiyyo, this out
The type of hype
This how we move it for the 90's and the year 2000
Check it out, do the knowledge, this ain't no
This is some real live funky, funky get down on the get
And I'm flowin' to this of hype

The bass player's real, the real
The bass player's real, and the real
Word is
We got the guitars, is live

Year 2000, it ain't just a loop, so don't get souped
As we hit it the brand new heavies