Luyện nghe bài hát C'mon Wit da Git Down

C'mon wit da c'mon, git down wit da git (4X)

Verse One: El Da

C'mon and get down that Artifacts sound
kids get wreck and, the beat's bound to pound
We're through the industry B, see we gotta be
the next shit that kicks, brothers ain't got it
In this rap shit, ain't no for the dilly-dally
pally throw a match in the Gasoline
up mad spots, kids were jealous for the props
See the shit never stops Hobbes, lookin for my dillz-knot
we make, never fake, broke breaks in every crate
Old and dirty ass copied-over tapes
that, the Artifacts never slack
While crews is on stage wack, we just play the
Now, the flip ripper slits ya wit da mixture
All crews, who never dues, watch it 'fore I get ya
Cause nowadays, it's da ways, of the
but they're now, so c'mon wit da git down

Verse Tame One

You the stacks, if not, then ask some niggaz who heard of me
The on the Artifacts in Jersey
Cause be buggin not givin love to the nuccas
fuck us, cause we be shinin brighter than the suckers
Shootin me prison nobody to your dissin
Cause yo my shit's legit and as a I'm hittin
the high note, so why don't, I smile I take pictures
Cause now that I rock I got more niggaz on my jock bitches
I just wanna do my jams with fams and slam into hypeness
But biters and backstabbin rappers don't even us
But props due, peep The Source RapPages and the
And read about the tours while you be your jaws
I freak techniques, cause talk is cheaper than beepers Broad Street
Punks talk junk, Tame and the Sensai leave em all
So peep how deep my technique freaks and how my shit
wit da c'mon, git down wit da git down

Verse MC El, Tame One

Hold up, you rap duck, buck, the track's rough enough
to a point, that the niggaz is the joint
Magazines where seen, now pop the tape in your deck
I got the Ammunition 'cause I'm Flexi Wit Da Tech
Niggaz, can't believe the achieve
Got, tricks up my sleeve so bow on your knees
Yo, we got the same lame, ordinary plain game
Put to shame any who wants to feel the flame
So bring to the rap recognition
My right is itchin from the shit that I'm scriptin
So pass the baton, to the next runner up,
I give a so, c'mon wit da git down

Aiyyo, word to my grandma's tampons, I bombs, but since
our demo tracks had gaps said my fat raps was half-assed
Watchin others and clock we shocked em like a robot
with our props, so now the Notty Head Niggaz got more yo
My pockets are lumpy chump, my style is trunky dunk
My in crisp, put funk in funk like Humpty Hump
I'm comin from the underground I'm down wit da git down
MC's who used to diss us, get pissed cause they ain't now
The Artifacts, represent on every stage we on
The days of slept on, are dead because we keep on
peepin these weak MC's, who with their bologny
Cause phony as fuck, and couldn't pull shit off a tow truck
So yo bro, now you know my so go and sit down
or wit da c'mon, git down wit da git down

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