Luyện nghe bài hát Funk Freakers

Let me myself, I'm the one who rules the set
So don't you
Bad for ya health but ya still be tryin' ta push
But you nothin', no frontin'
I the level up a little louder
In the clubs, an' the jeeps an' the after
Fools on the wanna feel the funk
Lookin' for the 'skunk' that's want

Ya betta, sit back and let the flow
Like smoke in ya lungs from on the indo
upside'cha brain, can ya hang, can maintain?
Can ya the funk flowin' in ya veins?
fix and ya bag of tricks
In tha mix I got the and stones, a few bricks
I'm hit 'em high, he's gonna hit 'em low
up ya mind so that you can feel the flow
On, an' on till there all gone, fools be but they won't last 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 always wanna get what you got, no matta'
Can't take care of in the big hunt
In the for the crown, an' the jewels, and the cheese
please
Enemies wanna plot against me with envy in they
But, I rip sorry ass apart
In a minute, I can ya to the limit
Temperature risen, highzen

Comin' back in with the for the fows
Fuckin' up egos, an' anybody,
The numba one freaka, the Cypress Hill cliqua
a hole in tha speaker
You don't dis the Perro, the Real One, or the Werro
Slangin' through the ghetto, ya best keep ya ass in cheek
on, little mutha fuckas betta show respect
An what's next, the big brown ya down
How ya feel, your 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 tide?
Nobody even knows how I kick the
Slow down, ya commin' up too fast
Ya might get smacked down ya got no class