Luyện nghe bài hát Checkin' My Style

Yeah, you don't have to play this on a Tuesday
But check this out, is Sunday morning in church
the brother, the Godfather

Open up the testaments and let us this
This no Flintstones and no Bedrock type stuff
it out, time to flip the scriptures

Checkin' my style, return to
Checkin' my style, to zero
my style, return to zero
Checkin' my style, to zero

Well, I a style in tomes on my job and microphone
Mik make my flows, a rapper what I give them
Don't flex funky yo, kick it honey step

Watch when I come, you scratch that kitty kat on top of
Rappers know I'm X, slow down, watch me get stupid
Dance for the ladies, I in Chippendale's

Funky hypo or technical, lyrics computer
With a brain that like Kid Capri, 33
Drop a 45 down just like the first record

My style, my rhyme, my is droppin' doo doo lyrics
Make a say Keith is out, damn, I wanna hear it
Buy a copy tomorrow, his old tape

Take it back two to smack his girl, let him go
Tell his uncle aunt and cousin Belle, ding dong
As I rock so well, tail, check the beats

My style is so early, you catch it on Bobbito
As I flaunt and I stretch just like a band, poppin'
Stoppin' every rapper a trooper on a turnpike

I'm long and strong and just like the Tunnel
'Father, big up, check it out, back
I switch switch, I check, I know that

Bored as I kick up, you proud of me you know me
I got more to flex to show than Jodeci
off them panties, I turn Boyz II Men

Checkin' my style, to zero
Checkin' my style, return to
my style, return to zero
Checkin' my style, return to

Yeah, we want all them rappers out
To check styles and come back and return to zero
Yeah, you need?

I don't need, Bootsy
I need, Central ?
I need, Roger Troutman

I need, Zapp
I don't need,
I need, Chic

I don't need, Sister
I need, pop
I need, Bohannon

I don't need, Led
I don't need,
I just what I need