Luyện nghe bài hát 409

It's time to start the party if ya'll mind
Me and "E" our Adidas with 409
He rocks the highs,I dog the
Ya wanna us rock?
a taste!!!
Every day I a sandwich with ham and cheese
Use miracle whip,I don't mayonnaise
I eat a can of beans,good for my
1 a.m.,I always.....
Far from me to anothers rhyme
They're too easy to write
I two at a time
Like doggin' the wax and ya quit
And if you didn't like that then my....
Dictations how I write my
Cold maxin' with two upon my lap
Chillin' on the phone,bookin' def shows
An' if the get illy I smack 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 it's fun?
Party people get stupid we begun!!!
(break)
get,get,gettin' real stupid
As the beat your body get ill!!!
You ain't dumb you paid dollars to go off!!
The you're dancin' with has got great hips bug out!!
Go on and grab her.....
Tape turn up the bass
No time to just dog the place
R-R-R-Rocket a missile in space
E keeps his 1200s 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 girl and like her I let her see my....
Jam rockin's how I got my fame,Ice T
E's his name
If you can't see who's rockin' you be blind
You better clean your gazelles some 409!!!
Go Ice get (x2)
Go Evil Get (X2)
Turn up your stereo,equalize
Bass be kickin' stupid as metal
On the mic tonight that's right rhyme opponent
M.C. Ice T microphonin'
33 and 1/3 per minute
This record is def my heart is in it
Vocals by the Ice,tempos tight and precise
Special effects be created by an editor's splice
The is in it,ya dig it so stop 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 Records not M.C.A.
C.B.S.,Capitol,cause move 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 pure silks and suede
And the gold around my neck will never
Down my Syndicate organized rhyme
Kickin' def tempos that I
And if you hear'em thats such a crime
You wash your dirty ears with some 409
I rhyme elite,stay on beat
Travel in a posse when I the street
Loved to say my rhymes when I to max
Now I don't speak much,I my words for wax
I just wanna make a little point in this
a little nonsense we can all get along and on and on
Till the break'a break of
This jam never 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 shot gun
my producer,Bambattas son
Bronx Style Bob's cold watchin' my
Melle Mel's 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......