Luyện nghe bài hát Who's The Man?

Oh yes, is special
This is direct from what we call Funk House'
This is a total dope, one, know what I'm sayin'?
And this is how done, uh

I did good in my hood as a
The Heavster was a punkster, no sir
No ma'am, hot damn, me and Jackson jammed
I dug Train, not American Bandstand

The bigger nigga is back and I'm on the right
As a matter of fact, I'm all
So, ring around the Rosie, oopsy,
Topsy turvy, you never heard of me, you deserve me

Fly like Knievel, like a BMW
You never I could bring trouble to
A cordless, you can't afford this, don't get aboard this
you got the fever flavor for a Pringle

Come be a single, let me see you mingle, jingle,
Sammy Jr. was Mr. Bo jangles
(Here is you can't understand)
me y'all, who's the man?

Who's the
(The Heavster, time on slipping)
the man?
(The Heavster, time on slipping)
Who's the
(The Heavster, keeps on slipping)
the man?
(The Heavster, time on slipping)

Yes, too many be fakin' moves or frontin' grooves
Peace to all the brothers on the block, drinkin' and brew
Money tried to flip but he got
Said, it was his corner, let him know his on my block

I your fantasy, don't stay, I ain't Jodeci
I used to juggle y'all was crumbs, who didn't notice me?
But now you see me in a magazine, on TV screen
On the radio stereo, lookin' clean

All of a sudden I'm attractive, I'm handsome, I'm
But back in the day you to say, you can't afford this
I wreck and got props from New York to Cali
I'm Big Willie, you Sally from the valley

Ain't nuttin' changed, a minute, I'm a liar
The crib is definitely doper and the a lot flyer
(Here is you can't understand)
So, me y'all, who's the man?

Who's the
(The Heavster, time on slipping)

Who's the man? Who's the Who's the man
one, phenomenon two
Who's the man? Like I said, here, is official

Back in the day, I to punch clocks, now I'm drippin' props
And loot and shootin' hoops and lookin' cute
In tailored suits, for the over weight lover
Undercover, over

You know my MO, I do damn on the stage show
I'm gettin' by the pound and I got mad flow
Flip flop, who's the bigger one? to figure one
Two, three, two, one, ah

Keep a pen and a pad on
I used to crab the last, now I for dough and I rhyme for cash
I'm glad to say goodnight to Carson
And brother, where you rub it 'fore you catch the magic in Johnson

Honey dips, money
I know the 'cause I learned tricks in the ghetto mix
(Here is something you understand)
So, me y'all, who's the man?

the man?
(The Heavster, time on slipping)

Everything here, is phat, what I'm sayin'?
Don't take it the way but I'm lettin' you know
For the last time, here is official
is fat

Who's the
(The Heavster, time on slipping)
the man?
(The Heavster, time on slipping)
Who's the
(The Heavster, time on slipping)
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