Luyện nghe bài hát Bom Bom Zee

Yo, is Keith Murray and Hurricane G with the bom bom zee
Trey deep takin' to the
We ball hoggin', word up
Niggaz know time it is
Straight up, motherfuckin' Def Squad, L.O.D.

We can stand in the and can't get wet
Def Squad always got fly shit on deck
Hey funny, what's up with that grip, yeah
Get hip to my and yo, watch me flip

The master, the ultimate funk,
I'm unique, I got out my sneaker
A dope female, the fat tail
I liked college, so yo, fuck Yale

If you don't know me by now, I'm Puerto
When the be creepin' she be freakin' when she speakin'
The Bad Mamma Jama, still bust the
the bullshit, let's get legit

Yes, me the Hurricane, yo, I pack
So I keep on steppin' like I'm drills
Hut one, two, enlarge
God damn, so don't fuck around the jam

Sit back, relax, niggaz and me kick it
flex in my pocketbook, I pack a biscuit
I blow your ass out, click, click
How's Now peep the size of my gat
I'm gassed, so motherfuckers my ass
My ass, my entire big fat ol' ass

Keith run this motherfucker
Hell motherfuckin',
Keith Murray run this
Hell motherfuckin',

The mad matador metaphoric like traffic
Not havin' it, your style, I'm somethin' drastic
Biblically, theoretically, speakin' who
Wanna step in the of the realm of the Def Squad crew

I the gift like Swish drinkin' Olde English
Nigga you wish you had the style, distinguished than this
Pissed ain't the word so observe, how I
Your down through science and kick you to the curb

Firsthand dirt and jungle
You see me, G, we or E and somethin' out anatomy
Found the words of technology
Like and we out

It's the bom bom zee, oh,
With Murray and Hurricane G
For y'all don't know
Ya ask somebody