Luyện nghe bài hát Dead On It

Riding in my on the freeway
I turned on my radio to hear music play
I got a silly rapper silly shit instead
And the only rapper is one that's dead on it

Uh, on it

we go back? (Yeah!)
go

Negros from Brooklyn play the bass good
But the ones Minneapolis play it like it oughta should
A magnum fro is better you got a poof on it
And the to and fro is funky when the grease is on it

(Funky on it)
Uh, (on it) on it

Shall we go back? go

dead on it, wow

See the rapper's problem stem from being tone deaf
Pack the then try to sing,
won't be no one left (ha ha) (on it)
Parking lot's on fire, peelin' out of the town
say in disgust, they singin' their guts
Rappin' done let us (down down)
You got to be dead, on it

on it

(dead)

All the sisters like it when you 'em on the knees
believe me? (no)
Try it once then stop, be begging
Please, please, (please, please, please)
be doo wa, dead on it
What does that have 2 do the funk?
Nothing, but who's the bills?
If you don't want to my knees, I'm sho' your mama will

Uh, we, 'cause we, 'cause we dead on it

on it, on it

My bed's a coffin, Dracula ain't got on me
My nickname's Hell's-a-Poppin', I'm badder than the Witch
I got a gold tooth, costs than your house
I got a diamond ring on fingers, each one the size of a mouse

They dead, dead on it, on it

now, hang up, dial tone on the 3
You know, you know, I'm busy, to
Can't nobody with me

I'm dead (on it, on it, on it)
On it

Shoo be doo wa wa, on it

on it, on it, on it

Dang, dang, dang, dang, (dead on it) be dang, dang, dang, dead on it
Dead, on it