Luyện nghe bài hát Freestyle - Mack 10

[Ice
Aiyyo, this is Ice Cube the Don Mega. Don't about your time zone, get
your grind on. 60 Minutes of Funk, 3. Final Chapter, yeah, ya-ay!

[Funkmaster
Aight, my man Mack 10 gettin ready to all this.

10]
Yo, check it, let the games
all to the good, bust out to the NYC from Inglewood
We can all get down, loot, and get licked
So fuck the bi-coastal beef and
the nigga that you know is gun-ho
Mack one-O, I bust bad bitches in pairs, one hoe
With ?tips? for the real niggas to make it
Much love to the Coast ghettos and the boroughs
E.F. Hutton, they listen when I'm speakin
Poor white trash, black niggas, to Ricans
Mack wanna blast when the index
Plus I use it to finger bitches and hit
Check the menu, you it, I got it
Everything, hit records to
Its all about the dough, rain, or snow
And the first to cross me catch the four-four
Then the phats on ?bun?, surprise you that one
And whoever don't it, fuck em and eat a fat one
The to homies in the pen, I'll you a kite
Cause its time for the niggas to unite
Like Funkmaster Flex, you know its all about
We showed each other love so now is my nigga
I the day, if it was good you never fought it
No matter where you from if it was bumpin you bought it
East to West Coast, its all the same
Its either run the dope game, or do the rap
Mack 10 it gangsta, all the way tight
Two heats on my hip, and right for the fight
So with hoo-bangin life

Flex]
Y'knaw mean, that's the way we keep it moving, baby.

[Ice
Yeah, Ice Cube, my man Funkmaster Flex, my man Mack 10. It stop, The
Final Chapter. You how we do it.

[Funkmaster
I still ain't it, motherfucker. Aight, look out for that! Aight? Drop
that, miss it. I'm tired of nigas frontin on me, a lot of nigga frontin
on me. Be-atch! Aight.