Luyện nghe bài hát Step to The Rear

we go
(Okay everybody, up to this)
(Sing my song, up to this)
(Sing my song, up to this)
(Sing my song, up to this)

Yo Stud, it
Step to the rear, Grand Pu is on
Raised in the ghetto singin' songs called
Runnin' round town givin' all the Puba snacks
I wouldn't try to scale my style, you just catch a cardiac

the way to get paid is to grab the mic, rehearse, ya know
Smooth as Jermaine so honey, don't take it
no need to try to diss the swinger
Baby, all you get is two snaps up and the

The bad boy, a threat to the paranoid
You try to step to this? void
A new hit from the Grand Man with like the Sandman
Gain for awake in case I gotta a head out

Busted is a that's not up my sleeve
It's possessed with finesse and it when I breathe
Paid in the shade with an A, that's the
With the that I made from this trade

So get hip to the grip, you know where to slide the
If you cash in on the wins
Grand Puba and I love to hit
(And you what?)

(I've got a to sing, oh, bay, bay)
(I've got a to sing, here we go)
(I've got a to sing, oh, bay, bay)
(I've got a to sing)

me now
(Okay everybody, everybody)
(Okay everybody, everybody)
(Okay everybody, everybody)

Grand Puba, the higher mystic ruler, keep a 40 in the
She don't me, Money Grip, you better school 'er
Before I have to play her is a way
And catch a quick stay at the Holiday

Now forecast as I be playin' soccer with the dreads
Ballin's my hobby, wonders in the bed
From full-size, to king-size, to queen-size, to
bunk beds, I know how to work the leg

If Pu ain't the answer then you must be as cancer
Smooth romancer, let it ring, probably answer
So come take a dip with 'Private Dancer'
Nasty, naughty, over 6' call me

But I'm long, I'm like Armstrong
I go on and on, and on, and on
Never in a scandal and I'm never caught
Knew Pu was ever since I was semen

Swimmin' in my big nuts
But now I'm girls with the big ole butts
Arise to respond for the

Ask well, hell, it don't matter
Puba ain't for the shit chit-chatter
Puba's in town, oh shit, scatter
You can hide that ass, but it don't matter

The 90s is here, Pu is on a
Huns that I've done always seem to out
But hon wake that ass up this ain't the to crash out
You try to play me? I to throw that ass out

and hoes, good riddance
'Cause when Pu comes out, be no skiddin'
I'll slide and see Chuck at the chop shop
Tell I'm fade the size, let a on top

and reel and soul to soul
Honey, heel to and toe to toe
It really doesn't make a diff, I'm not the to riff
I might smoke a spliff, but I won't

And ya stop
(Okay everybody)
Now I'm-a end it like
I'm like Snuka, know how to hook a hooker
her on looker, know where I took her

To the stay, around my way,
And Monie say, "It was the perfect way"
I caught a verse the Christian
And it goes, "Praise the Lord"
Skins lined up on a wharf for I'm bored

From Na-ru, I'm in the right
And if you like the way this flows, well, that's cool
See this is no illusion, the is too confusin'
If you try to bite, you're cruisin' for a bruisin'

Back up, and let me make my money
I'm straight, I got a date at 8
So see you brothers later, to motivate
Yeah, now it

I'd like to give a shout to my Nubian brothers
Lord Jamar, God Allah, X on the flex and Alamo
And we give a shout to the SD50s who pumped this
And say, yo, peace