Luyện nghe bài hát Cake

Busta Rhymes,
We got the now
on!

1:

Hey, on, hey
it's from all of us
You best believe Busta rhymes more flavor all the rest
all the mess, hardcoreness from all the stress
Gotsta get this flow from off my chest
Whose folding impossible flow
a thing in the world that ain't culpable so so
I make you anticipate
Type shape real live niggas
To the utmost I toast, keep the gat closed
Run to the island I pack most
After the gun burst my blood thirst
We will be leavin' you worse so one hearse
Yo, now we embellish fuck the
And they mark on now what you gon' tell us
Skydiver, short circuit just like a live
And it the niggas because we got the FIRE!

All my people in the (Iyyiiiyyiiiiyyiiiiyyiiiii)
Just put your up in the air
And while we blow the and keep it hot
You got FIRE!
Jump, shake, bounce when we come to you you out
It's Flipmode Squad that keeps on right your rightest
We got FIRE!

2:

Rock until I'm
the party's over and he start turnin' the lights on
Type of shit, right inside whole crew be on
Be the bullshit, so movin' on
No I ain't it
Why you grabbin' it, my is immaculate
Passionate when it comes to the that you have to get
Then I tackle it and kill we Jackal and Jaffolit
Rob and give it to the church so they can raffle it
Now you can how
Afro-English flowin' broke in
Witness how we hot and how we keep us goslin'
Women flawsin' the spot often
(WHAT) niggas say (WHAT) you to calculate
Re-evaluate the shit off so we
Marinate, when I the hustle and carry weight
And up niggas like you would have the Bleat Estate
It's the niggas y'all I hits for only when it counts
Black on the set and make motherfuckers
Connected the raw of shit
To make your bitch bug and niggas pull out cake
Hey I think it's whack yo, I stack dough, and pack a rap
And let all of my niggas in the back door
And let the spot short circuit just like a live
And it the niggas because we got the FIRE!

FIRE!