Luyện nghe bài hát Checkin' My Style

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

Open up the and let us read this
This ain't no Flintstones and no type stuff
Check it out, time to flip the

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

Well, I keep a 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 back

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

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

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

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

My is so early, you couldn't catch it on Bobbito
As I flaunt and I just like a rubber band, poppin'
Stoppin' every rapper a trooper on a turnpike

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

as I kick up, you proud of me you know it's me
I got more muscle to flex to show than
Take off panties, I turn Boyz II Men

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

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

I need, Bootsy Collins
I need, Central ?
I need, Roger Troutman

I don't need,
I need, Junior
I don't need,

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

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