Luyện nghe bài hát Ya Know How it Goes

Yo Doogie let's hit off yo
check this
Yo Rob Sutton hit the
Ha, yeah!

You know time is it
You know what is it
You know time is it
Check it, check it, it out, yo

I beg your pardon who's the one with the
Super toughness, Grand Puba
See I'm the chosen, I the snakes frozen
Check out how I blows in, it feels good when it goes in

the situation, supreme motivation
Helps me get the loot and then I the boots
I jump like Jordan, flash like Gordon
'Bos, Girbauds and shorts is probably what I'm

Fuck what you heard, this is what you need to
It's the as last year, so step to the rear
'Cause when I was a shorty wait to drink my first 40
Find an ex-shorty in the and get naughty

on the elevator, hit the lights out
My was a yardie so my pop's kept a stout
Ooh a young boy tipsy, that's a doubt
It wasn't hard to tell the Puba was about

Love the ladies lovely to do it on my knees
Certain honey got a problem, go see Puba he can ya
Here I am and here I
Honey all that good tell me, who's the man?

From, here to Bangkok, I my John Hancock
On the contract, it's like 1-2-3
shit on the really 'cause I do it on the daily
Straight to the hole like my man Malik

I hit stunts, on occasion smoke
My mom's don't like me 'cause I gold fronts
If honey to flam it's no thing to me at all
Alamo and Stud Doogie, time to have a ball

I'm a go-getter, and I'm out to
If you're movies, cancel that shit
You're makin' movies? Man, get your cordercam
Oops, camcorder, but shit you the order

Couldn't get no skins, you got a Benz
Didn't no friends 'til you started makin' ends
I see it daily, weekly monthly
Think you got it goin' on?

I never gems to the bums in the slums
Only robbed devils, made a few runs
Brothers round my way they to blabber at the gums
Just jealous I got it by the tons

fifty hundred is how I count my bills
Then I take it slow it runs into the mills
try to step to this but all they catch is chills
No frills, Puba the bills

Ron Studda spin the wheel back his name was Pat Sajak
On wheel of fortune, how we keep it scorchin'
Alamo hey, Sadat X hey, baby pop hey, now let me keep it
This is just the way I move to keep my swollen

Lights, cameras, action here comes Mr.
I be and relaxin' 'til it's time to jump in the action
Now for grown I speak a tone which I choose to call my own
Ghetto prone I guard the zone like the kid from Home

Type of style that flows for days it's like it to save amaze
Now I be careful on the lays because the are nowadays is
Grand Puba, S.O.S., Stud Doogie,
You how the shit go

So big Jeff hey, B.R. hey, hey, Jael hey
Doogie hey, Alamo hey, and Uptown hey, Brooklyn hey
And here we go we go make the dough yo
Here we go, here we go, the dough yo

Now check it y'all I'd like to say
For all the Gods and the earths and the of the universe
Wanna let you know the man come first
So don't act up 'cause you might leave in a

Yo check yo
I give a big up to all my now rule people
You the flavor, projects M.O
Ave M.O., you know what I'm sayin'?
City in the dark, M.O., you know what I'm sayin'?

Big up big up to all my
All that other is dead, dead, dead
up
I wanna give a big up to the Lincoln mob

You what I'm sayin'?
And we gonna bounce off this
Y'all the flavor, a-b-c