Luyện nghe bài hát Bom Bom Zee

Yo, this is Keith Murray and Hurricane G the bom bom zee
Trey deep to the streets
We ball hoggin', word up
Niggaz know what it is
Straight up, straight Def Squad, L.O.D.

We can stand in the water and get wet
Def Squad always got some fly 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 soul out my
A dope female, with the fat
I never liked college, so yo, Yale

If you don't me by now, I'm Puerto Rican
When the track be creepin' she be when she speakin'
The Bad Jama, still bust the grammar
Fuck the bullshit, let's get

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

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

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

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

I shoot the gift like Swish drinkin' Olde
you wish you had the style, more distinguished than this
Pissed ain't the so observe, how I break
flow down through science and kick you to the curb

Firsthand dirt and poetry
You see me, G, we or E and out this anatomy
Found the of motherfuckin' technology
that and we out

It's the bom bom zee, oh,
With Keith and Hurricane G
For that don't know
Ya betta ask