Luyện nghe bài hát Check 1, 2

EPMD, Def Jam
it, uhh, huh, yo

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

This here the average shit, you used to front
And automatic rounds shoot you
So knock it off, like Smalls said
"Duke, you soft, why you fuck with the boss?"

Where should I start? Breakin MCs or shatterin'
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, gats and ammo

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

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

I get down and I go for mines
Say check 1, 2 and run down the
Inclined to shine 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 views
What you might say is dope, I not
I might call wack, you'll call hot

The best thing for you is to and hope
Or get choked and with the velvet rope
you too theatrical, mess around
And end up you, jackin' you, attackin' you

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

Or tech that'll chew through your waistline
I'm accurate, waste mine, spit on bassline
Run with the unseen to be on Dateline
I fake mine, you blaze crazy while I pace mine

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

And walk leakin' in the bed for the weekend
For playin' with the last
[Unverified], that's fuck you in Puerto
Keep quiet when you hear 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 Texas
The mic strangler, PMD, the head banger
Mo' fo' real for them cats that kill
Pump a on the reg behind penetentiary steel

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
Don't get too close you might get shot