Luyện nghe bài hát .357 - Break It on Down

[LL J]
That's y'all this is the LL Cool J party
Move it, move it, it, get on the floor baby
That's right, don't try to front your fly
GET OUT THERE!

[LL J]
To I'm a nightmare on Elm Street
Hellafied hotter heat, guess why the other's can't eat?
Cause I'm a carnivore and I can eat more
a fat man after a Packer jam
L.L.'s thicker than butter, well-known throw
When I'm involved all the stutter
scared and can't believe that their whole crews
Ain't a alive that can fill my shoes
I'm on a rope virgins wanna elope
I do the and the shuffle and the roper dope
Cause I'm as hard as hard in the hard rock town
I .357 and I break it on down

[LL J]
Three hundred and seven reasons
why you gotta get your butt on the right now
We ain't playin, we came to get ill
Iller than ill, LL

[LL J]
like Ali Baba and the 40 thevz
So nasty you don't know to stay or leave
More fear then Bluebeard I serve primrose
A of me is like one of Michaelango's
I don't play the banjo will you understand yo
Servin I mean the how old I go Rambo
strong half a block long
Illy ill starter hittin harder than King Kong
Not a axe not one of the mill
Not knocked out or easily killed
Cause I'm as hard as hard rock in the hard rock
I gotta .357 and I break it on

[LL J]
A hundred and ninety pounds punk
More bounce to the ounce and I say counts

Now get yourself on the
actin like a sissy

[LL J]
Boy, I'm better than better is, than badder is
I scare em or dare em I'll just splatter his
guts his butt while Bob is rockin the cuts
Wanna in the ring with me you must be nuts
Not isis in a crisis or Freddy when ready or chasin when he's chasin
But when the scene I mean I'm icin and acin
Amateurs who lack it can't hack it I attack it why I'm gonna crack it
Then selling the soul of little kids who can't
I told em, em, teach em and mold em
get paid ten knots at a and then I fold em
I remember the and I remember what told em
I can, can't cause I'm down with E yet you the audacity
to try and with him and me
Hypersonic is and Supersonic is wack
around at the minute like a Siamese cat
Pale hand (1, 2, 3) catch I'm H-A-R-D
I'm as as hard rock in the hard rock town
I gotta .357 and I break it on

[LL J]
Rock the now that can be arranged
Yo baby you look fine em
Yo homeboy get up against the wall put in your pocket
Who is
it, move it, move it

[LL J]
I'm a nappy, sappy imitator of who
If I ever it wouldn't be you, ooooh
You don't know so many have when the LL growl was amplified
Get back better yet back get back
Like shaft and the Mack I'm mad and I'm black
I'm a perfect plan a boyfriend
I'm the reason rap rules and the country out Cool
Fresh as a cliche but so is my
is out Rhythm and blues is old news
P's and Q's keep me in shoes
and dissin me because I'm young and I'm strong
And I'm capable of makin a LP
you was, you assumed I was all in
But boy is for they'll never say I'm fallin
all cars for the brother in black
L-E-L the Mack back bone of this
I'm force full of force to put you on your
Makin hit after hit while you search for a
than hot now watch how hot I can get
Leavin rappers freze dried and skimmer's wet
I'm as hard as hard rock in the hard town
I gotta .357 and I it on down

[LL J]
Now the LL posse is now handin out speed
to all who don't want to get busy
That's right baby get your body on the
Move it, it
.357 at point blank ain't nothin strange
you're havin a heart is at your back
Now listen to me bring it, it on, on down, down, down, down, down, down