Luyện nghe bài hát Check 1, 2

EPMD, Def Jam
it, uhh, huh, yo

It's E-Dub on the
My style be Elektra, I'm the Syl Rhome
Homes, walk around with chrome
On safety, spike the mic in the end

This ain't the average shit, you used to front
And automatic rounds will you
So knock it off, like Biggie Smalls
"Duke, you soft, why you wanna fuck the boss?"

Where should I start? Breakin MCs or charts?
Diablo, PMD, Mic Doc with the purple heart
The go-getter, getter, get wit 'er, hit 'er, 'er
and back and if she wit it, straight in the shitter

So Heidi, Heidi, Heidi, hydro, pack gats and

With cheese than Lambeau, more heat than Rambo
Break down, dismantle, I scramble

I just get and I go for mines
Say 1, 2 and run down the line
Inclined to shine with techs and forty-four and nines
Don't get too close because you get shot

I just get and I go for mines
Say check 1, 2 and run the line
Inclined to with techs and forty-four mags and nines
Don't get too because you might get shot

Uhh, yo, hey and yo!
EPMD fuckin' with us is bad
Me and you got different
What you say is dope, I say's not
What I might call wack, you'll hot

The thing for you is to think and hope
Or get choked and hung with the velvet
'Cause you too theatrical, mess
And end up smackin' you, jackin' you, you

That's why it's crucial, so stay neutral to collect the
Double beaucoup, just rippin' up mics is what my do
suits you, pull out the burner, fuck the shoot through
Roadblocks and campaigns with the two-two

Or tech nine that'll chew through waistline
I'm accurate, waste mine, spit on bassline
Run with the unseen potential to be on
I don't fake mine, you blaze crazy I pace mine

Yeah, now why y'all wanna mess with the
We've been doin' this shit [unverified]
I make shit that make you wanna smack your
And ice grill him and make you wanna kill him

And walk around in the bed for the weekend
For with the last Mohican
[Unverified], fuck you in Puerto Rican
quiet when you hear grown men speakin'

Or get smacked, this ain't no game, the shit is
Delerious, that's how we cats and niggaz curious
The true legend got caught, shit, you call Kevin
Big like Dog 40 and the from the 7-11

I'm like Norris, the Texas ranger
The mic strangler, PMD, the head banger
Mo' skills fo' for them cats that kill
Pump a nine on the reg behind steel

I just get down and I go for
Say check 1, 2 and run the line
Inclined to shine with techs and forty-four and nines
Don't get too close you might get shot