Luyện nghe bài hát Freestyle - Erick Sermon

Oooooh! Ah ah! Word is
Sermon and Funkmaster Flex, ummmm
This style come next,

Ooh! My style's
Known like crack or dust up on the corner
I'm dirty like
Stylistic, Erick the world go round
I'm devious mischievious, and if believe in this
then cool, alrighty
Let's begin with this masquerade without George Benson's
Huh, don't boy I'm still Hittin Switches
Hittin nubianses with or re-iches
Whatever's clever, I be the Funklord
E Double, from EPMD NYC
My style starts more than hockey
I Gretzky, on any MC
Double or Nothing, your bets
If you got it empty pockets
Shit the gold off your watches
Huh, I'm
I will Trailblaze you and your to Portland
First class wearin
Now, who let the bones out the
The fans cut you off like if they were Lorena boy
That's trifling, and was it deserved
That's more evil than Rosemary's
Anybody outcast the E I'm him
Try my best to ruin dem and screwin em
Boyz II Men, turn men to boys
From child to for whatever dey did
You dig? You crossed the bridge and it's over
It's rigged, with all of deadly explosives
out, I'm Serious like Jermaine Jackson
I call Red when Time 4 Sum Aksion
I'm coming through the ultimate
Ultra-style-Magnetic, funkdafied shit from me
Who said the E can't rock? That's
Suck my dick and get a big fat lick of my
You brawl? Punk I thought not
You get beat down, stomped like Sasquatch
girl, like