Luyện nghe bài hát Check The Flow

We got them, Sledge, [Unverified] heads
(Check the flow)
King on the set
(Check the flow)
When niggaz try to get
(Check the flow)
The dialect's on the

Watch this, when I shine I bring
Clouds, bust storms, yo, this ain't the
I perform, I get you up out your seat
Get down with the real skills, then chill

Then your ass how to get amped, then lamp
Stretch, flex, then what's next
'Cause MC's, that luck up, to hush up
Who can't up, on their rap style, shut the fuck up

Then from the one that gets buck-wild
I chop your ass in half, with a
Big grin, all teeth, for those who got
with me ock, you're six feet deep

Down in the ground, alone with no
While I'm up here chillin', top
And on all those who oppose
I wanna take one more shot, a pose, uh

We got them, Sledge, [Unverified] heads
(Check the flow)
Tee's on the set
(Check the flow)
When niggaz try to get
(Check the flow)
The dialect's on the

Smash, comes the one that talks trash
To garbage MC's, who try to me
And my crew, the ill ville animal
Backbreakers, amputators
to this if you think you know the hits

And all you critics, put the brakes on the shit
I'm tired of this, and I'm tired of that
Motherfuckers sayin' King Tee's was wack
But in fact, my rhymes backs and make money stacks
By the truckload, now let's go for the

So strap on your seatbelt yo and go
And get down, to the sound that burns
'Cause I'm about to burn rubber on number
And any MC who his style is legit
wanna try me?
(I not why Tee)
I light that ass up the 4th of July G, uh

We got them, Sledge, [Unverified] heads
(Check the flow)
Tee's on the set
(Check the flow)
When try to get high-tech
(Check the flow)
The on the flex

the flow, check the flow, check the flow, yo
Check the flow, the flow, check the flow, yo
the flow, check the flow, check the flow, yo
Check the flow, check the flow, check the

Capital S-L, crooked letter humpback fuck
Thump that, that's never wack
'Cause this goes out too all the niggaz that we
To hear the I'm bustin' over ruptured percussion

It my fault that I'm layin' niggaz down like asphalt
And blow ass away like chalk, dust
Then crush your unto the side
wrecked dialect is causin' lyrical genocide

I stress facts IRS wants tax
From anyone that they're livin', kind of fat
You see, I get sick in the thick of shit
I turn my toes up, when it goes up, my foe's

Hey nigga back-steps, you can get hit
I'm more than a bitch on the shit
Niggaz get cause they just got defeated
By the two man team, the and the King, uh

We got them, Sledge, ruff heads
(Check the flow)
King on the set
(Check the flow)
When try to get high-tech
(Check the flow)
The on the flex