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, move it, get on the baby
right, don't try to front like your fly
GET OUT THERE!

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

[LL J]
hundred and fifty seven reasons
why you gotta get butt on the floor 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 whether to stay or leave
More fear Even Bluebeard I serve primrose
A picture of me is one of Michaelango's
I don't play the will you ever understand yo
Servin I the matter how old I go Rambo
Cocks half a block long
Illy ill fire starter hittin than King Kong
Not a battle axe not one of the
Not easily knocked out or easily
Cause I'm as hard as hard rock in the rock town
I .357 and I break it on down

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

Now get yourself on the
Stop actin a sissy

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

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

[LL J]
I'm a nappy, sappy crappy of who
If I ever imitated it be you, ooooh
You don't so many have died when the LL growl was amplified
Get back better yet step back get
Like shaft and the cause I'm mad and I'm black
I'm a perfect plan a boyfriend
I'm the rap rules and the country out Cool J-A-M-E-S
Fresh as a cliche but so is my
is out Rhythm and blues is old news
P's and Q's keep me in your
and you're dissin me because I'm and I'm strong
And I'm of makin a platinum LP
you was, you assumed I was all in
But boy is for ballin they'll never say I'm
Callin all cars for the in black
the Mack back bone of this track
I'm full of force to put you on your back
hit after hit while you search for a contract
Hotter than hot now how hot I can get
Leavin rappers freze and skimmer's dimmer's wet
I'm as hard as hard rock in the hard rock
I gotta .357 and I it on down

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