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 forty-four chrome
On safety, spike the mic in the end

here ain't the average shit, you used to front
And rounds will shoot you
So it off, like Biggie Smalls said
"Duke, you soft, why you wanna with the boss?"

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

So Heidi, Heidi, Heidi, hydro, pack and ammo

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

I get down and I go for mines
Say check 1, 2 and run the line
Inclined to shine techs and forty-four mags and nines
get too close because you might get shot

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

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

The best thing for you is to think and
Or get choked and hung the velvet rope
'Cause you too theatrical, around
And end up smackin' you, you, attackin' you

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

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

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

And walk leakin' in the bed for the weekend
For playin' the last Mohican
[Unverified], that's you in Puerto Rican
Keep quiet 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 danger like Norris, the ranger
The mic strangler, PMD, the fuckin' banger
Mo' skills fo' for them cats that kill
Pump a nine on the reg behind penetentiary

I just get down and I go for
Say 1, 2 and run down the line
Inclined to shine with and forty-four mags and nines
get too close because you might get shot