Luyện nghe bài hát Easy Back It Up

It was 11:33, wakin' up to write
Got plans to my man at the jam tonight
Got a call Tiger Chan, he said, "Whassup Tak?"
Yo my car broke down, me at the bus stop, "What time?"

About five, I'll be ready I'm done
4:22, turn twenty one, so you
Threw on my shades to block the rays the sun
I out the door and now my day's begun

So I'm walkin' down the block, think that girl Britney
Knowin' that I'm goin' to the club to get
If I out of line, would she soon forget me
I don't know I'm dazed and confused like a

on the corner for the four-door Honda
Picked me up, with the switch recliner
Yo, I hear the blowin' from these girls behind us
I turned around to look and got all obnoxious

recognize the face, "Can we get your autograph?"
Yo I turned to Ryu and we started to laugh
"We got a show to do tonight", that's I yelled out the window
They pulled up on the side, a pen and pad for info
One had eyes, with the buttermilk complexion
So I ran it down the with the directions, yo

Every time we got a jam to
We make sure the knocks, we dig up in the crate
Once the vibe is straight, we the place
It's the S.O.B., put the on the plate
Put the on the plate, put the needle on the plate

Wait it up, hup, easy back it up
Wait back it up, hup, easy it up
Wait back it up, hup, back it up

Steppin' out in style, three dimensional beams
Knight Queens and Club Kings swingin' cling
over bottles of Moet on my way to the dancefloor
Panthers, freakin' my folklore my bloody buddy deplore

Cunning game to
And trap a dame flat in nine seconds we aim
to battle beast, that'll cease, any attempt
In offensive diss to my click

We quick, you might not even recognize my presence
Thirty second assassination sedation
Step into the club, all thugs wanna shoot me
Because I'm known at the spot, they call me roofies

Hittin' hard rocks when I travel through
And up in three days not remeberin' thangs
The reign of the prince of darkness the Martian
Stompin', from to Boston, 'Lost in Space'

So take caution, face the facts,
talon attack, pack it up often
Audio abortion, distortion
Corporate, three-headed horsemen
portions of serial murder endorsement
Course clubs and fold my armed forces

Every we got a jam to make
We sure the beat knocks, we dig up in the crate
Once the vibe is straight, we packin' the
the S.O.B., put the needle on the plate
Put the needle on the plate, put the needle on the

Wait back it up, hup, easy it up
Wait back it up, hup, easy it up
Wait it up, hup, easy back it up
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