Luyện nghe bài hát Breaker 1, Breaker 2

A 1,a breaker 2
x 7

(erick sermon)
I be the don up in motherf-----(ha ha)
I puts it down,i 'scapes
I bounce to the ounce(die-i!)
I dat physical front(aha)
Believe it I the paraplegic
So teach it like if he was backgammon
A new sheriff in and not reggie hammond
I pack a .38 snuff nose
Not for shootin use it for
Lames out callin my name
For fame,change ya plan punk
This tune leaves ya whole crew stuck or
and dumber all this summer
A newcomer,yeah I take em to check out the
Me and my crew through
Wooh!ah-ah!word is born!word is born!

(redman)
I "come on!"(come on!),"come on!"(come on!)
We's the posse so some niggas can get done on
I'm not the one to funnel,i'm lyrically
Seriously devine,whatever we g is
Ha!i take it down,make it clear and in your bare
critical as sang elsewhere
You get jig-dafied-what it all means
For such,i tote glocks in jeans
For all necer-ssary,my blood vessels
Turns to .38 specials and cause pressures
I be blowin I'm mr.cool,the invincible
Keepin my trials municipal
The principal my next class will you how to roll blunts
Pick up (aah!),buda and mex
Fifty the less,mo' vex,the
Another co-nnect on my
I met my smokin vex,i keep my lyrics
in your chips then proceed to blast metal
Next up I believe keith
Why don't ya get on the mic and the symphony

(keith murray)
Well it's the 16-bar slaughterer,telepathical murderer
Comin with the sh-t you heard
Ask the very same question
Which is f-----g with this squad in this profession
Your mic's in my possession,i crush you with
An' I ain't talkin for niggas learn a lesson
So why I sit around and let this fake --- pass my eye
Fake f-----g up my eye
Filthy with nasty it's the for the job
Forget any clan "who squad the mob? "
of beat-down,shot up and robbed
Niggas why,it's my motherf----n job
How many ways can I say "i just don't a f---!"
Runnin niggas over in truck
But my is "f---!get the bottle!pass the bottle!"
Bad had ya stuck,uh
I ya brain and smash ya spine
Yeah hard one to find