Luyện nghe bài hát 409

It's time to start the if ya'll don't mind
Me and "E" clean our with 409
He the highs,I dog the bass
Ya hear us rock?
a taste!!!
Every day I a sandwich with ham and cheese
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
They're too easy to write
I do'em two at a
Like the wax and ya don't quit
And if you didn't like then suck my....
how I write my raps
Cold maxin' two freaks upon my lap
on the phone,bookin' more def shows
An' if the get illy I smack the....
Whole of my life are spent inside my bed
Just maxin' an' relaxin' like I'm at med
Ya say you like this record,you think it's
Party people get we just begun!!!
(break)
You're get,get,gettin' stupid
As the beat your body get ill!!!
You ain't you paid dollars to party go off!!
The girl you're dancin' with has got great bug out!!
Go on and grab her.....
Tape turn up the bass
No time to waste dog the place
R-R-R-Rocket like a in space
Evil E keeps his 1200s in an anvil
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 and like her then I let her see my....
Jam rockin's how I got my fame,Ice T
Evil E's his
If you see who's rockin' you must be blind
You better clean your gazelles with 409!!!
Go Ice get (x2)
Go Evil Get (X2)
up your stereo,equalize treble
Bass be kickin' hard as metal
On the mic that's right your rhyme opponent
M.C. Ice T microphonin'
33 and 1/3 revolutions per
record is def because my heart is in it
Vocals laid by the Ice,tempos and precise
Special effects be created by an editor's splice
The funk is in it,ya dig it so that frontin'
Bust a move to my groove your body do somethin'
No way in the world that you can my method
As my record rotates,my words get more
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. clocks all the
As the record money's gettin' made
A.S.C.A.P. me every time it's played
I chill in def leathers pure 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 your ears with some 409
I always rhyme elite,stay on
Travel in a posse I walk the street
Loved to say my rhymes when I to max
Now I don't speak much,I my words for wax
I just make a little point in this song
With a nonsense we can all get along and on and on
Till the break of dawn
This jam will never play out because the too strong
grab a girl,girls grab a guy
If a guy wants a guy,please it outside
I wanna make ya enjoy
On the mic tonight Ice T!!Who
Evil's on the cuts,Henry shot gun
my producer,Bambattas son
Bronx Style Bob's cold my back
Mel's just layin' for some punks to act wack
Grandmaster Caz and D ,Scott La Rock
Red Alert,Chuck Out
If you're down with my crew you will be
But if you ill we'll get your 409!!
(BREAK)
409......