Luyện nghe bài hát Freestyle - Mack 10

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

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

10]
Yo, it, let the games begin
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 and bullshit
It's the nigga 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
love to the East Coast ghettos and the boroughs
Like E.F. Hutton, they listen I'm speakin
Poor trash, black niggas, to Puerto Ricans
Mack wanna blast when the itches
I use it to finger bitches and hit switches
Check the menu, you it, I got it
Everything, hit to narcotics
Its all about the dough, rain, sleet or
And the first fool to cross me catch the
Then the on ?bun?, surprise you with that one
And don't like it, fuck em and eat a fat one
The to homies in the pen, I'll you a kite
its time for the real niggas to unite
Like Funkmaster Flex, you its all about figures
We showed each other love so now Flex is my
I remember the day, if it was 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 keep it gangsta, all the way
Two heats on my hip, left and for the fight
So with that hoo-bangin

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

[Ice
Yeah, Ice Cube, my man Flex, my man Mack 10. It don't stop, The
Chapter. You know how we do it.

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