Luyện nghe bài hát Dont Forget The Bass

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

I've in the rap game too long to falter
I like Gibraltar
Make you kneel to the butt an altar
We move to prove, this is

you're at water
Caught 'em with
That soothes your back like
Before you can park your car in

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

Hip hop homo's will do well to 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 when they were satisfied with just lyrics
Now, if the music's flat, I can barely to hear it

And my rhymes are impeccable and you can't dissect my
With music sounding like out of tin cans
Just wretch the whole vibe and stride for
Why you think they call a profession? Hey

Can't forget the
The bottom got 'em 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
Give it your all, 'cause that's what

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

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

Can't forget the
The bottom got 'em 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
Give it your all, that's what pays

This don't to the niggaz who salved
And fell out of their fam base, trying to 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 can't be done
'Cuz they're your folks when you get the prop shit
know you got the top shit and in it only for profit

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

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

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

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

We all got some preferences, that's how it goes
But you see there's an effort being made
Don't up your nose
up the bass, race to go and buy it
And dub it, some of y'all do it, don't deny it

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