Luyện nghe bài hát 409

It's time to start the if ya'll don't mind
Me and "E" clean our Adidas 409
He the highs,I dog the bass
Ya hear us rock?
a taste!!!
Every day I make a sandwich with ham and
Use miracle whip,I don't like
I eat a can of beans,good for my
1 a.m.,I always.....
Far from me to bite anothers
just too easy to write
I two at a time
Like the wax and ya don't quit
And if you didn't like that suck my....
how I write my raps
Cold maxin' two freaks upon my lap
on the phone,bookin' more def shows
An' if the freaks get illy I the....
days of my life are spent inside my bed
Just maxin' an' relaxin' I'm at club med
Ya say you like this record,you think fun?
Party people get we just begun!!!
(break)
You're get,get,gettin' stupid
As the beat hits your get ill!!!
You ain't dumb you paid to party go off!!
The girl dancin' with has got great hips bug out!!
Go on homeboy and her.....
Tape recorder up the bass
No time to waste just dog the
R-R-R-Rocket like a in space
Evil E keeps his 1200s in an case
We fly T.W.A.,Pan Am,P.S.A
To places close to home,far
L.A.,New York,Detroit,Miami
If I see a girl and like her I let her see my....
Jam how I got my fame,Ice capital T
Evil E's his
If you can't see who's rockin' you be blind
You better clean your gazelles with 409!!!
Go Ice get (x2)
Go Get busy (X2)
Turn up stereo,equalize treble
Bass be kickin' hard as metal
On the mic that's right your rhyme opponent
M.C. Ice T just
33 and 1/3 per minute
This record is def because my is in it
Vocals laid by the Ice,tempos and precise
effects will be created by an editor's splice
The funk is in it,ya dig it so stop frontin'
a move to my groove work your body do somethin'
No way in the world you can deny my method
As my rotates,my words get more impressive
I'm an M.C., Evil's my Dj on Records not M.C.A.
C.B.S.,Capitol,cause they too slow
Now Sire/Warner Bros. clocks all the
As the record revolves money's gettin'
A.S.C.A.P. pays me every it's played
I chill in def pure silks and suede
And the gold around my neck will never
Down with my Syndicate rhyme
def tempos that I design
And if you hear'em thats such a crime
You better wash dirty ears with some 409
I always rhyme elite,stay on
Travel in a when I walk the street
Loved to say my rhymes I used to max
Now I don't speak much,I my words for wax
I just make a little point in this song
a little nonsense we can all get along and on and on
Till the break'a of dawn
This jam will never play out because the grooves too
grab a girl,girls grab a guy
If a guy wants a guy,please it outside
I wanna make ya enjoy
On the mic Ice T!!Who else?
Evil's on the cuts,Henry Gee's gun
my producer,Bambattas son
Bronx Bob's cold watchin' my back
Mel's just layin' for some punks to act wack
Grandmaster Caz and Donald D ,Scott La
Red Alert,Chuck Out
If you're down with my crew you be fine
But if you ill we'll get dirty-bring 409!!
(BREAK)
409......