Luyện nghe bài hát Dont Forget The Bass

I'm ready for action, packing of visions
Verbally, every will be enhanced
With the that puts you in a trance
Some dance, come take a chance, Del do you wrong

I've been in the rap game too long to
I rock Gibraltar
you kneel to the butt like an altar
We move to prove, is improved

When you're at
Caught 'em vibration
That soothes your back like
you can park your car in garages

It'll be just for riders, to Rock the bells'
You can barely hear the
Mixing is important, getting the public into holds

Hip hop homo's will do to know this
It about who's the dopest
who gets the fan's focus upon you
When they feel what the do

I think I'm onto something, when I got my shit
I remember they were satisfied with just lyrics
Now, if the flat, I can barely stand to hear it

And my are impeccable and you can't dissect my flow
With music like it's out of tin cans
Just wretch the whole vibe and for perfection
Why you they call this a profession? Hey

Can't forget the
The got 'em crawlin' to the wall, man
We got cassettes, CDs and LPs
DJs for days, you do
Give it your all, 'cause that's pays

Can't the bass
The got 'em crawlin' to the wall, man
We got cassettes, CDs and LPs
DJs for days, you do
it your all, 'cause that's what pays

I just love I can hear the bump pleading to the walls
In the halls coming from the record in the malls
A beat with walls I like that, it bites back and back
At niggaz who are

'Cuz back in the day hip hop was just developing
It was back in the day, we be relishing in experience
All you newcomers better be 'cause
Hieroglyphics got the bump and it mysterious

Can't forget the
The got 'em crawlin' to the wall, man
We got cassettes, CDs and LPs
DJs for days, you do
Give it your all, 'cause that's what

forget the bass
The got 'em crawlin' to the wall, man
We got cassettes, CDs and LPs
DJs for days, you do
Give it your all, 'cause what pays

This apply to the niggaz who salved
And fell out of their fam base, to chase the big bucks
It sucks, I know, your heroes wanna appear to hoes
macho

And watch the role and image of a mic champion
To the fam base, it simply can't be
'Cuz they're your folks when you get the prop shit
They know you got the top and in it only for profit

But since we on the topic, let me it
We need to this segregation of hip hop
Talking 'bout fuck the east coast and fuck the
He's sold out 'cause someone either sings a in the chorus

is real hip hop then?
Only the shit you listen to, else pretending
I'm a message to my fam base
this is hip hop and this is rap, it came from the same place

And there's a for everything including hieroglyphics
And we gonna with it, as long as y'all with it
the fam base is like a legion
For one cause, we the dope shit
'Cause the got flossed

Now I'm a fan who a lot of different things
I differentiate with music just to spread my
I do my best that's why my fans love me
Not drop shit, so I can be bubbly

We all got some preferences, just how it goes
But when you see there's an effort made
Don't turn up nose
Turn up the bass, to go and buy it
And don't dub it, some of y'all do it, don't it

Can't the bass
The bottom got 'em to the wall, man
We got cassettes, CDs and LPs
DJs for days, you do
it your all, 'cause that's what pays