Luyện nghe bài hát 409

It's to start the party if ya'll don't mind
Me and "E" clean our with 409
He rocks the highs,I dog the
Ya hear us rock?
a taste!!!
Every day I a sandwich with ham and cheese
Use whip,I don't like mayonnaise
I eat a can of beans,good for my
1 a.m.,I always.....
Far from me to bite rhyme
They're just too to write
I do'em two at a
Like doggin' the wax and ya don't
And if you like that then suck my....
how I write my raps
Cold maxin' with two upon my lap
on the phone,bookin' more def shows
An' if the freaks get I smack the....
days of my life are spent inside my bed
Just an' relaxin' like I'm at club med
Ya say you like record,you think it's fun?
people get stupid we just begun!!!
(break)
You're get,get,gettin' real
As the hits your body get ill!!!
You ain't dumb you paid to party go off!!
The girl you're dancin' has got great hips bug out!!
Go on homeboy and her.....
recorder turn up the bass
No time to waste dog the place
like a missile in space
Evil E keeps his in an anvil case
We fly T.W.A.,Pan Am,P.S.A
To places to home,far away
L.A.,New York,Detroit,Miami
If I see a girl and her then I let her see my....
Jam how I got my fame,Ice capital T
E's his name
If you can't see who's you must be blind
You better clean your gazelles some 409!!!
Go Ice get (x2)
Go Get busy (X2)
up your stereo,equalize treble
Bass be kickin' hard as metal
On the mic tonight that's right your opponent
M.C. Ice T just
33 and 1/3 revolutions per
This record is def because my is in it
Vocals laid by the Ice,tempos and precise
Special effects will be created by an splice
The is in it,ya dig it so stop that frontin'
a move to my groove work your body do somethin'
No way in the that you can deny my method
As my record rotates,my words get impressive
I'm an M.C., Evil's my Dj on Sire not M.C.A.
C.B.S.,Capitol,cause they too slow
Now Sire/Warner Bros. all the dough
As the record revolves gettin' made
A.S.C.A.P. pays me every time it's
I in def leathers pure silks and suede
And the gold around my will never fade
Down with my organized rhyme
Kickin' def tempos I design
And if you hear'em thats such a crime
You better wash your dirty with some 409
I always elite,stay on beat
Travel in a posse when I walk the
to say my rhymes when I used to max
Now I don't much,I save my words for wax
I just wanna make a little point in this
With a nonsense we can all get along and on and on
Till the break of dawn
This jam will play out because the grooves too strong
Guys a girl,girls grab a guy
If a guy a guy,please take it outside
I wanna make ya enjoy
On the mic Ice T!!Who else?
on the cuts,Henry Gee's shot gun
my producer,Bambattas son
Bronx Style Bob's cold watchin' my
Melle just layin' for some punks to act wack
Grandmaster Caz and Donald D ,Scott La
Red Alert,Chuck Out
If down with my crew you will be fine
But if you ill get dirty-bring your 409!!
(BREAK)
409......