Luyện nghe bài hát Certified

Niggaz gotta know we've puttin' it
This shit is certified here
No games with this here
Straight to the di-dome, this

This right here, has certified
For years,
He's got soul up in his and he's ready to vocalize
So we passin' the mic way, come on testify

Prepare each with raw street intelligence
Dig the soul, is complete elegance
Heartbeat delegates, I spit each melon's hit
Like to ill like repeat felons get

Plus I'm jazzy, I like to to impress
It's the baldhead Buddha with the mic
And I might that you broaden your mind
You spend a lot of your time dancin' to rhymes

Like a breath of air, we gonna change the pace
Not a mental slave, so save the face
the return of the mellow voiced maestro and my flow
Eliminates the comp like

Insurance, for your body's endurance
You get more for your money, or your partyin'
So don't start to get nervous, now we up in the spot
We've been certified for years, you gonna it a lot

This here, has been certified
For years,
He's got soul up in his blueprint and ready to vocalize
So we the mic your way, come on testify

Who me? nigga Jay Dee
plod to beats that I flow to
Run men through, with
As for me, I be the that's tight

You got to see
In for you to believe
Singin' these words ease
Talkin' 'bout

Roll the weed and the seeds asshole
You can breathe degrees of heat
Sing with the
Straight from the streets of

Move your feet, ahh-hah, pimp
It's that pimp shit, big with full clips
Got mad on my dick
by, so say it loud, in your face

This right here, has been
For years,
He's got soul up in his blueprint and ready to vocalize
So we passin' the mic your way, come on

Soulful, tinted window whips, lots of chicks, lots of
ain't right then the brother's gotta flip
Or skinnydip, after a sip of rap
Any wack wimp whiskers, I bomb that cat

that cat, that when we slide through
Abide to the rules that's been laid by Max
True like Bibles, I'm liable to come through, seven deep wizzies
And ditch 'em other ladies whisper, "Who is he?"

Then later leave with eight new ones, me an Willie
'Bout to smack you silly two guns
So hereby I certify, I don't if you feel hurt
If I testify against your words or lies

Word to god is my job, I'm workin' hard every minute
Movin' up in the rat race, city to senate
So what, you don't get it? You can't no more
certified for years, can't speak to chumps no more

This right here, has been
For years,
He's got soul up in his blueprint and ready to vocalize
So we passin' the mic way, come on testify

right here, has been certified
For years,
He's got soul up in his blueprint and he's ready to
So we the mic your way, come on testify

Hmm, like they say it doesn't to try
This here, is bonafied baby, baby
Jazzmatazz 3rd edition, gifted rhymes universal
No rehearsal, certified with virtue, respect the

me and the B I L A L
You what I'm sayin'? Jay Dee from Pay Jay
Airtight willie heh, from to New Yiddy
All the way to Philly, now in the D pretty, certified