Luyện nghe bài hát Bomdigi

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

Check this

Verse

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

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

Verse

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

Verse

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