Luyện nghe bài hát Bomdigi

I'll sway...
This's the way it goes
Def

Check this

Verse

The e gets wicked, no for the biscuit
The green-eyed brother coming wicked
I the party off just like tanqueray
The funk lord, nobody else could this way
I put the loc to the motion, drop the funk coast to and
I buck like shot, 'cause I know I got cha
Check the soup, I the mic like snoop
I get swift like h-town, when I knock da (daaat's right)
I'm dynamite this mic
I like doug e. and I rock the mic lovely
The afrodesiac, bringin the
To your city, on the zapp with the vibe
I'm stone cold like and ralph t
I come the game of death, without bruce lee
The irregular speakin, for mc's who be tweakin
Catch me at the beacon freakin

Brothers see me
'cause my the bom-digi-bom-uh-dang-a-dang-digi / repeat 2x
...
can't see me

Verse

It goes one for the trouble, two for the
Aiyyo, I'm gettin airplay the most beautiful
I'm the mack, I goldy turn chrome
I induce my styles upon the microphone (yeah)
I goes down for y'all in daylight
Weeded, rockin the mic like and psych
Today is a green day, so it's
To it, I get big-up from jamaicans
Hey, the e-r-i-c-k gets for the public
More doper than jackson's stomach
Ask anybody, who's the producer?
I think of cruise, I'm never too like I'm luther
My is the craziest
No crew is us
You got beef with my squad you better that
The I kick make rappers say, "i shoulda snared that"

Verse

Complete this puzzle, what beat up like russell simmons
And flyer than robin givens
Cosmic slop, the darkside
Basically, I can't wait, songs from the tape
(and make much sense when he's kickin fool) cause I keep shitting
And y'all keep listening
Yeah, who can it be now, out
Flying the air with wings e double doing my thing