Luyện nghe bài hát Funk Freakers

Let me introduce myself, I'm the one who the set
So you forget
Bad for ya health but ya still be tryin' ta buttons
But you nothin', no frontin'
I the level up a little louder
In the clubs, an' the jeeps an' the hours
Fools on the street wanna the funk
for the 'skunk' that's what'cha want

Ya betta, sit back and let the flow
Like smoke in ya lungs from puffin' on the
Rhythms upside'cha brain, can ya hang, can
Can ya feel the flowin' in ya veins?
Get'cha fix and ya bag of
In tha mix I got the stix and stones, a few
I'm gonna hit 'em high, he's hit 'em low
Open up ya mind so that you can the flow
On, an' on till there all gone, fools be runnin' but they won't long

I'm the
I'm the
I'm the
I'm the
I'm the
I'm the
I'm the
I'm the

People wanna get what you got, no matta' what
take care of themselves in the big hunt
In the quest for the crown, an' the jewels, and the
Motherfucker
Enemies wanna plot me with envy in they hearts
But, I rip their sorry ass
In a minute, I can ya to the limit
Temperature risen, nasal

Comin' back in with the for the fows
Fuckin' up egos, an' anybody,
The numba one skunk freaka, the Hill cliqua
a hole in tha speaker
You don't wanna dis the Perro, the Real One, or the
Slangin' rhythms through the ghetto, ya best ya ass in cheek
on, little mutha fuckas betta show respect
An what's next, the big takin' ya down
How ya feel, when sorry ass can't hang with the hill

I'm the
I'm the
I'm the
I'm the

Can ya feel the effects of the chocolate
Nobody even knows how I the flow
down, 'cause ya commin' up too fast
Ya might get down 'cause ya got no class