Luyện nghe bài hát Check The Flow

We got them, Sledge, [Unverified] ruff
(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 rain
Clouds, bust storms, yo, ain't the norm
When I perform, I get you up out your
Get down with the real deal skills, 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 brush up, on rap style, shut the fuck up

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

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

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

Smash, here the one that talks trash
To MC's, who try to diss me
And my crew, the ill animal cannibal
Backbreakers, amputators
Bounce to this if you think you the hits

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

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

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

Check the flow, 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, the flow, check the flow

Capital S-L, crooked letter fuck that
Thump that, shit that's wack
this goes out too all the niggaz that we rushin'
To hear the shit I'm over ruptured percussion

It ain't my fault that I'm niggaz down like asphalt
And blow ass away like chalk, dust
Then crush monkey-ass unto the side
'Cause wrecked is causin' lyrical genocide

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

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

We got them, Sledge, [Unverified] ruff
(Check the flow)
King on the set
(Check the flow)
When niggaz try to get
(Check the flow)
The on the flex