Luyện nghe bài hát 409

It's time to start the party if ya'll mind
Me and "E" clean our with 409
He rocks the highs,I dog the
Ya hear us rock?
a taste!!!
Every day I make a sandwich with ham and
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 too easy to write
I do'em two at a
doggin' the wax and ya don't quit
And if you didn't like then suck my....
Dictations how I write my
Cold with two freaks upon my lap
Chillin' on the phone,bookin' def shows
An' if the get illy I smack the....
Whole days of my are spent inside my bed
Just maxin' an' relaxin' like I'm at med
Ya say you like record,you think it's fun?
Party people get we just begun!!!
(break)
You're get,get,gettin' real
As the beat hits your get ill!!!
You ain't dumb you paid to party go off!!
The you're dancin' with has got great hips bug out!!
Go on homeboy and her.....
Tape recorder turn up the
No time to waste just dog the
R-R-R-Rocket a missile in space
Evil E keeps his 1200s in an anvil
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 her then I let her see my....
Jam rockin's how I got my fame,Ice T
E's his name
If you see who's rockin' you must be blind
You clean your gazelles with some 409!!!
Go Ice get (x2)
Go Evil Get (X2)
up your stereo,equalize treble
Bass be kickin' stupid as metal
On the mic tonight that's right your rhyme
M.C. Ice T microphonin'
33 and 1/3 per minute
record is def because my heart is in it
Vocals laid by the Ice,tempos and precise
Special will be created by an editor's splice
The is in it,ya dig it so stop that frontin'
Bust a move to my work your body do somethin'
No way in the world that you can deny my
As my record rotates,my get more impressive
I'm an M.C., Evil's my Dj on Sire not M.C.A.
C.B.S.,Capitol,cause move too slow
Now Bros. clocks all the dough
As the record revolves gettin' made
A.S.C.A.P. pays me every time it's
I chill in def leathers pure silks and
And the gold around my neck never fade
Down with my organized rhyme
Kickin' def that I design
And if you can't hear'em thats such a
You better wash your dirty ears with 409
I rhyme elite,stay on beat
Travel in a when I walk the street
Loved to say my rhymes when I to max
Now I don't speak much,I save my for wax
I wanna make a little point in this song
With a nonsense we can all get along and on and on
the break'a 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 make ya enjoy yourself
On the mic Ice T!!Who else?
Evil's on the cuts,Henry Gee's gun
my producer,Bambattas son
Bronx Style Bob's watchin' my back
Melle Mel's just layin' for some punks to act
Grandmaster Caz and D ,Scott La Rock
Red Alert,Chuck Out
If you're down with my crew you be fine
But if you ill we'll get your 409!!
(BREAK)
409......