Luyện nghe bài hát Bermuda Triangle

Uh-huh, ahh
I feel like time for a new nigga
And I like that nigga should be me
Hello and girls!
My name is
Peep my out

Check it out it goes slide, slide, slide
I'm here to give y'all niggaz a new dick to
Cause tash is like the nigga standin on the planet
I pimped the beat so tough I had to slap it
A single-handed, thought that's how I it
I didn't leave my group just time we all expanded
Tash made an bomb, disguised it as my solo
Now all the d.c. bump my shit instead of go-go
loco? it's tash on the micro
Xzibit hold it down the rifle, what?
on the eiffel droppin pennies, cause tash ain't friendly
They tried to pay to shut me up, but they too skinny
And, gimme mines, that's my motto
walk around the city lookin rahlo
So if y'all niggaz follow I lead, let's smoke weed
Put away your guns so we can all get keyed

"who's the man" (sample echoes) "my man t-a-s-h" -> mos def (repeat 3x)
"with that west rhymin"
"my man t-a-s-h with glory great" -> mos def

So to the players hustlers high rollers dead pres folders
Better hold on to your funds, while this mic control it
Takin over, catashtrophe he like a boulder
Like master p told ya, you a I'm posted
Like a on a branch on a hunt for grands
My circumstance, I from snow ball to avalanche
And now is the nigga that all the hoes chose
My style is flashy like busta rhymes clothes
I'm all-pro, the top selection for
Sneaking on the plane with no detection
With no recollection, of how the fuck I got deal
But now I got the motherfucker so on for real!

"who's the man" (sample echoes) "my man t-a-s-h" -> mos def (repeat 3x)
"with that coast rhymin"
"my man t-a-s-h with glory great" -> mos def

My style is odd, a gift from god
That's why I hold more than ahmad rashad
But time you know my name so tell the dj to loop it
a pad and pen, write it down if you stupid!
I it down for major weighter, catash'll fade ya
You just a I'm a caped crusader
But I didn't come to save ya all I to do is chill
Scoop y'all niggaz and take some 40's to the grill
I a pill, but all it was was golden seals
No need to go to blueberry hill, to get y'all
fly directly over the bermuda triangle
Where I'm runnin rappers in a ninety-eight durango, like that

"who's the man" (sample echoes) "my man t-a-s-h" -> mos def (repeat 3x)
"with that coast rhymin"
"my man t-a-s-h styles glory great" -> mos def