Luyện nghe bài hát Ya Know How it Goes

Yo Doogie let's hit off yo
Aiyyo this
Yo Rob hit the button
Ha, yeah!

You know what is it
You know what is it
You know what 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 keep the snakes
Check out how I blows in, girl it feels good when it in

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

Fuck what you heard, is what you need to hear
It's the same as last year, so to the rear
'Cause when I was a shorty couldn't wait to drink my 40
an ex-shorty in the hallway and get naughty

Jump on the elevator, hit the out
My was a yardie so my pop's kept a stout
Ooh a young boy tipsy, that's without a
It wasn't hard to tell the Puba was about

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

From, here to Bangkok, I sign my 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 wants to flam 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 makin' movies, that shit
You're still makin' Man, get your cordercam
Oops, camcorder, but shit you know the

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

I never gems to the bums in the slums
robbed devils, made a few number runs
Brothers round my way they like to blabber at the
Just jealous 'cause I got it by the

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

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

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

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

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

Now check it y'all I'd like to say
For all the Gods and the earths and the people of the
let you know the black man come first
So act up 'cause you might leave in a hearse

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

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

You know what I'm
And we gonna bounce off this
Y'all know the flavor,