Luyện nghe bài hát Bom Bom Zee

Yo, this is Keith Murray and Hurricane G the bom bom zee
Trey deep takin' to the
We straight ball hoggin', up
Niggaz know time 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 shit on
Hey funny, what's up with that money grip,
Get hip to my tune and yo, me flip

The master, the ultimate funk,
I'm unique, I got soul out my
A dope female, the fat tail
I never liked college, so yo, fuck

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

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

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

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

The mad matador metaphoric mergers like
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 Olde English
Nigga you wish you had the style, more distinguished this
Pissed ain't the word so observe, how I
Your flow down through and kick you to the curb

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

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