Luyện nghe bài hát Bomdigi

I'll sway...
the way it goes down
Def

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The e gets wicked, no for the biscuit
The funkdafied brother coming wicked
I sets the party off just like
The lord, nobody else 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
the soup, I dogg the mic like snoop
I get swift h-town, when I knock da boots (daaat's right)
I'm with this mic
I show like e. and I rock the mic lovely
The afrodesiac, bringin the
To your city, on the zapp side with the
I'm cold like bobby and ralph t
I come with the of death, without bruce lee
The irregular speakin, for those mc's who be
Catch me at the beacon just

Brothers see me
'cause my style's the / repeat 2x
...
can't see me

Verse

It one for the trouble, two for the show
Aiyyo, I'm gettin airplay like the most
I'm the mack, I goldy turn chrome
I induce my styles upon the microphone (yeah)
I down for y'all in broad daylight
Weeded, the mic like ta-dow and psych
Today is a day, so it's blazin
To specify it, I get big-up jamaicans
Hey, the e-r-i-c-k gets for the public
doper than janet jackson's stomach
Ask anybody, the dopest producer?
I think of cruise, I'm too much like I'm luther
My style is the
No is fadin us
You got beef with my you better dare that
The shit I kick make rappers say, "i snared that"

Verse

Complete this puzzle, what squad up like russell simmons
And more than robin givens
Cosmic slop, from the
Basically, I can't wait, songs from the tape
(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 with wings e double my thing