Luyện nghe bài hát And You Don't Stop

[Ol' Bastard]
Yeah, now we're give a shout out, knowumsayin'?
Def Jam,
Niggas Method Man, Redman
Say all the here, knowumsayin'?
Bacon Lot,
I don't no introductions, Cat

I'm sittin' in my west, I'm analyzin'
I'm sippin' off a quart that I just had
I'm thinkin' of the moment, things soar in head
I assurin' durin', also glad
Yes, feel by knowin' I won
'cause there's no one who can fuck wit
I'm not bein' pushy but I'm born to
You A-Sun, oh yes, well of course
Don't see the riot, keeps quiet
If you believe nigga, get hyper and try it
Yes it is me, a fresh MC
Yo, I'm born to be, MC
Rhyming on because that's the deal
only as fresh as your ass feel
Other MC's, you are bound to
'cause real world is not a world at all

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Drunken Master, styles causin' street
Blaze cut faster a fairy slasher
Tai-chi, Kung Fu fighting, ODB hands quick as
Techique too
fist blew the pawn, switch styles like lay long
Let's get it on, chow broke, it's not 'bout
boxin', better punch, you need oxegen, try again
When yu catch the wind, I'll break you in

[Masta
Approach the mic slow, it's to blow
One crow crane, anti-chain movement
Restore the ming, take this thing for joke
men deep in thought, misunderstood, held the fork
He's too defensive, too mean, you didn't, now it's a
These cats over here got glock him down
These scheming, I'm seeing everything
Ten ahead, on the wall smokin' my
Agent high told best friend of the

[Method
Still drunk offa wine
Holdin' front lines, niggas front, fine
Fuck wit me and mine, on your sunshine
Swine nigga's as hard as a pork rind
Can you dig it? Only percent live it
While the of you fake niggas try to get it
Now fuck

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[Ol' Dirty
Down wit the All In Now Crew
The GZA, the RZA, me of too
The I'm analyzing is strickly Hip Hop
That's what's made, well made is on my
You was unable plus advance
to touch the untouchable kip hop dance
They're of the utmost, truly I'm the utmost
Have you ever the hip hop holy ghost
Man, I mean really, that shit is mad
Especially when you yourself rhymin' over mics
I became a wrecker through my
it down base, treble through my dancer
That's one new dance, to my Black Magic music
not classic, arabic, or basic
It's strickly thickly, dirty and
If not don't you me and forget me

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