Luyện nghe bài hát Feelin' It

Now here's a funky beat, my is updated,
For soft Ducks, I it, once,
A biter on it,
Girls got stupid, humped on it,
And the back, I pumped on it, mostly,
With skills, top finesse, to West, but I guess,
I'm right, while are wrong,
to teach, and using my song, along,
With your wack, get back, sit back,
Sit back and think about it,
you're dissing me, You are the roach,
Your six legs me, and pushing me, steadily on,
Metaphor, predator, psyche more, on my tour get sore,
be sure, I'm fresher, so tell me how I "do love you",
Ducks!, wack rappers around, in town wearing no boots,
With torn Balis and suits, rip a story,
do his auditory, Canal Street, is my territory, for gold glory,
Reaching my hand out, to smack and making them stand outside,
Waiting for me, to tell them, my style,
And show them how it is done, my son,
Now I'm for you, and if you're bad Im a smack you through,
A of rhymes, shattering,
Now you're cut up, say up?
up, 'cause I'm feeling it