Luyện nghe bài hát 409

It's time to the party 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 anothers rhyme
They're just too easy to
I two at a time
Like the wax and ya don't quit
And if you didn't like that then my....
how I write my raps
Cold with two freaks upon my lap
on the phone,bookin' more def shows
An' if the get illy I smack the....
Whole days of my life are inside my bed
Just maxin' an' relaxin' like I'm at med
Ya say you like this record,you think fun?
Party people get stupid we begun!!!
(break)
You're get,get,gettin' stupid
As the beat your body get ill!!!
You ain't dumb you paid dollars to go off!!
The girl you're dancin' with has got great bug out!!
Go on homeboy and her.....
recorder turn up the bass
No time to waste just dog the
like a missile in space
Evil E keeps his in an anvil case
We fly T.W.A.,Pan Am,P.S.A
To close to home,far away
L.A.,New York,Detroit,Miami
If I see a and like her then 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 you must be blind
You better clean your gazelles with 409!!!
Go Ice get (x2)
Go Get busy (X2)
Turn up your stereo,equalize
Bass be stupid hard as metal
On the mic tonight that's your rhyme opponent
M.C. Ice T microphonin'
33 and 1/3 per minute
This record is def my heart is in it
Vocals laid by the Ice,tempos and precise
Special effects will be created by an editor's
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 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 Bros. clocks all the dough
As the record money's gettin' made
A.S.C.A.P. pays me every time played
I chill in def leathers pure and suede
And the gold around my neck will never
with my Syndicate organized rhyme
Kickin' def that I design
And if you can't hear'em such a crime
You better your dirty ears with some 409
I always elite,stay on beat
Travel in a posse I walk the street
Loved to say my rhymes when I to max
Now I don't much,I save my words for wax
I just wanna make a little in this song
With a little nonsense we can all get and on and on
Till the break of dawn
This jam never play out because the grooves too strong
Guys a girl,girls grab a guy
If a guy wants a guy,please it outside
I wanna ya enjoy yourself
On the mic Ice T!!Who else?
on the cuts,Henry Gee's shot gun
my producer,Bambattas son
Bronx Bob's cold watchin' my back
Melle Mel's just layin' for some punks to act
Grandmaster Caz and Donald D ,Scott La
Red Alert,Chuck Out
If you're with my crew you will be fine
But if you ill we'll get dirty-bring 409!!
(BREAK)
409......