Luyện nghe bài hát Who's The Man?

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

I did in my hood as a youngster
The was never a punkster, no sir
No ma'am, hot damn, me and Michael Jackson
I dug Soul Train, not American

The nigga is back and I'm on the right track
As a matter of fact, I'm all
So, ring around the Rosie, oopsy,
Topsy turvy, you heard of me, you don't deserve me

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

Come be a single, let me see you mingle, jingle,
Davis Jr. was Mr. Bo jangles
(Here is something you understand)
me y'all, who's the man?

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

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

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

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

Ain't changed, wait a minute, I'm a liar
The crib is definitely and the girls a lot flyer
(Here is something you understand)
So, tell me y'all, the man?

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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