Luyện nghe bài hát C'mon Wit da Git Down

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

One: El Da Sensai

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

Verse Tame One

You know the stacks, if not, then ask some who heard of me
The on the Artifacts in Jersey
Cause brothers be buggin not love to the nuccas
Sayin 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 lyricist I'm
the high note, so why don't, I smile I take pictures
Cause now that I rock I got more on my jock than bitches
I just wanna do my jams with fams and slam into some
But biters and backstabbin rappers don't even us
But props due, The Source RapPages and the Billboard
And about the tours while you be flappin your jaws
I freak techniques, cause talk is cheaper than beepers Broad Street
Punks talk junk, Tame and the Sensai em all beat
So peep how deep my freaks and how my shit sounds
C'mon wit da c'mon, git down wit da git

Verse MC El, Tame One

Hold up, you rap duck, buck, the track's rough enough
to prove a point, that the niggaz is the
where we're seen, now pop the tape in your deck
I got the Heavy '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 ain't got the same lame, ordinary plain
Put to shame any who wants to feel the flame
So bring to the rap recognition
My right hand is itchin from the that I'm scriptin
So pass the baton, to the next up, Tame
I a pound 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 rock and clock we shocked em like a robot
with our props, so now the Notty Niggaz got more knots yo
My pockets are lumpy chump, my drunk is trunky dunk
My disc in crisp, put funk in funk Humpty Hump
'cause I'm from the underground I'm down wit da git down
MC's who used to diss us, get pissed they ain't shit now
The Artifacts, represent on stage we step on
The of gettin slept on, are dead because we keep on
these weak MC's, who cheese with their bologny
Cause they're phony as fuck, and couldn't pull shit off a tow
So yo bro, now you know my flow so go and sit
or c'mon wit da c'mon, git wit da git down

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