Luyện nghe bài hát Comin' for Datazz

"here we come, here we come, we kiddy-come-come" --> run-d.m.c.

I hit the chicks with the nice round
Play a hoe like a hoe, play a like stymied
Try me, and descend into your end
Never thought it be you well think again my friend
My pen illuminates, and the fakes
You're soon to break, strawberry like shortcake
I'm in that ass with my all day
You couldn't tarnish my rep, so you away
Just behave and be a son -- or else
I'm bringin the cause most emcees are puns
I to chill in roxbury now I'm comin outta brooklyn
Herb niggaz are assed out, get tooken
Or taken, and word to all rude bwoy jamaican
I bitch, yes I'm crankin
like an alpine, a deadly rhyme, brand spankin new
Pumped to put lead in your crew
A hollow point shot, cause your weak shallow
Not hittin -- gave up from the beginning
But since you're with your tape that's trash
Tell your that we comin for datazz

"here we come, here we come, we kiddy-come-come" --> run-d.m.c.

Whose that in the dark with the hoodie strapped;
Puffin on a blizz, mellow black?
I ain't impressed cause the rest fess
Sometimes I wanna flip, a hole in they chest
But I lay back, as I for the payback
And the master rhymes with the mad crew from wayback
I stay back, I watch, the job, you botched
maintain, it's like your brain just stopped
But the gang is on the kid like lector
Paint a logo your blood so you niggaz remember
The chain and the star, mysticle and typical
The rap group, ain't even equipped to go
up, I'm dead up, you ducks could never last
You fakin jacks, we comin for

"here we come, we come, here we kiddy-come-come" --> run-d.m.c.

I heard some punks wanna see me
of a nigga just because he's on tv
You know the video that you be watchin
Call up and request so you can see it often
My sheds more light than a nova
Cause niggaz are soldier, yo war, it ain't over
And ain't no like mcfadden and whitehead
You might get dead, fuckin around you do
Pursue the knowledge available
your chump-style game and your punk friends fail you
Gonna dissect your brain for a
Look at your puny ass and what's in it
Nothin, how long you've been frontin
I figured by now that you've come up somethin
But you're still the same snake my name on your mouth
know what I'm doin, wanna know why I shine?
Cause I'm the rebirth, so now you gotta see me
I kick more facts than paperbacks for
And knees hurt, next you em bucklin
The huge look on your face reveals the sucker
of ya, because I checked the way you're ridin the
Jimsome, better sing more a hymn son
Never the true pain of my wisdom
Never be to touch gangstarr
True indeed, I believe in takin my far
Across the seas and deserts, through the trees and
And if you ain't on point, then we for datazz

"here we come, we come, here we kiddy-come-come" --> run-d.m.c.
* dj cuts n scratches *