Luyện nghe bài hát Ya Know How it Goes

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

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

I beg your pardon who's the one the roughness?
Super extra toughness, Grand
See I'm the chosen, I keep the snakes
out how I blows in, girl it feels good when it goes in

Here's the situation, supreme
me get the loot and then I knock the boots
I high like Jordan, flash like Gordon
'Bos, Girbauds and shorts is probably I'm sportin'

Fuck what you heard, is what you need to hear
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 hallway and get

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

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

From, here to Bangkok, I sign my John
On the contract, like 1-2-3 contact
Kick shit on the really I do it on the daily
Straight to the hole my man Malik Seally

I hit stunts, on occasion smoke
My mom's don't like me 'cause I wear fronts
If honey to flam it's no thing to me at all
and Stud Doogie, it's 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' movies? Man, get your
Oops, camcorder, but shit you know the

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

I never sold to the bums in the slums
Only robbed devils, a few number runs
Brothers my way they like to blabber at the gums
Just 'cause I got it by the tons

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

Ron spin the wheel back like his name was Pat Sajak
On wheel of fortune, how we keep it scorchin'
hey, Sadat 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 tone which I to call my own
Ghetto prone I guard the zone the kid from Home Alone

Type of style that flows for days 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 know how the go

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

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

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

Big up big up to all my
All that shit 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
know the flavor, a-b-c