Luyện nghe bài hát Cummin' Thru Ya F-Kin Block

To the y'all
drumming sound*

[all] Make it (4X)
[Red] My nigga Tame [all] it funky
[Red] My nigga El makes it funky
[Red] Redman makes it funky
Huh, check it out

Verse El Da Sensai

I Ego Trip like Ultramag, sag my Girbauds I
competition so and raise the white flag
Cause the instructor, of the New Jerz dusts
motherfucker I discover what no other brother
can do, hard to handle and to,
I play Tramp like Jones in that movie Vamp
I'm fit to shit, I dip into the skit
lyrics exquisite, blitted as I hit it
I suppose I knows the ways of the
Bros be like, "Oh that got mad flows"
Creep'll get it deep, I got it it's strict against
ducks who suck, and have the best defense
I make shit nice, defies with my
And if I'm in a rap fight, you can a cap, right
it, whassup what did ya ask me?
Crafty with my sassafrass P-Funk, thought been
Dandy Mayor Ave., back in the lab create my
Dibble dabble in the midst of the we have
swiftness, I blitz, and you dig it
from N.J., the Notty Headed Terror and da

Artifacts, Redman

Pump! Pump! We're off the mad shots
[Red] It's the Artifacts and Redman cummin ya fuckin block
(repeat 3X)
Pump! Pump! lickin off the mad shots
[Red] It's the Artifacts and cummin thru ya fuckin!!

Two: Tame One

Well I come live from the Artifact exhibit as a
Larger than Jurassic Park I lick off like Pickett
Drama like a talk I hit more cheese than nacho
Feelin Machu when I Pi on; a like Roscoe
Hostile underground fossil, nigga bout to ya
So peep it how I freak it check the yeah I rock ya
I glide like drips and blaze a trail like I was
When ill stressed, I still rock a vest Ed Norton
The ill king, taking all cash, crash, and asses
passes, V.I.P. all access
I got the props pon cock, fuck the
Whose are weaker than the graphics for the Gobots
I rock with raw steel like Sue Richards, when Rick her
Up motherfuck that I got more than muskrats
With my pocus I can fuck up where ya focus
wit my left hook, dip jab shuffle I can smoke ya
it don't matter, all my shit is fatter than the
pads on MPC-60's, hit me you got second to jet G
from the Bricks, now back to the N.J.
The Notty Nigga and da motherfuckin Sensai

Hoooaaaahhh! One two, one two, one two
This is for Jersey, ahh, ah hah
One two, one two

Verse Tame One, MC El

I'm the king, quick to grease my naps with Royal Crown
and aloe representin for the Notty Headed nigga era
However whatever my Posse the Pistols
and my Skwad got the Boom, rid the room, get the

The exact Artifact, who is that, you of
Leak my speakers, and freakin beats track in fact
I be dat, nigga who you look for, in your fears
Peace to my nigga Lord Sear and
Display, from N.J.
Notty Headed Terror and da motherfuckin

Artifacts, Redman

Pump! Pump! lickin off the mad shots
[Red] It's that Headed Nigga cummin thru ya fuckin block
Pump! Pump! We're off the mad shots
[Red] the Artifacts and Redman cummin thru ya fuckin block
Pump! Pump! We're off the mad shots
[Red] Big up to Boom Skwad's cummin thru ya fuckin
Pump! Pump! We're off the mad shots
[Red] the Artifacts and Redman cummin thru ya fuckin block
Pump! Pump!
Booyaka
Pump! Pump! (6X)
[Red] For
Pump! Pump!
[Red] Artifacts get dapped like y'all
of rat-a-tat drumming again*
[Red] in the fuckin house y'all
New York's in the house y'all
Newark is live in the y'all
E-O's live in the house
is bond in the hizouse y'all
I'm in the motherfuckin hizouse
So niggaz get the fuckin y'all