Luyện nghe bài hát Check The Flow

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 dialect's on the

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

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

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

Down in the ground, with no sound
While I'm up chillin', top billin'
And illin' on all those who
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)
When niggaz try to get
(Check the flow)
The dialect's on the

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

And all you gassed-up critics, put the on the shit
'Cause I'm of this, and I'm tired of that
sayin' King Tee's shit was wack
But in fact, my rhymes crack backs and 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 burns quick
I'm about to burn rubber on this number
And any MC who claims his style is
wanna try me?
(I not why Tee)
I that ass up like the 4th of July G, 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

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

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

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

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

Hey back-steps, even you can get hit
I'm crankier than a bitch on the shit
Niggaz get heated cause 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 try to get high-tech
(Check the flow)
The dialect's on the