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 hours
on the street 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 feel the funk 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, gonna hit 'em low
Open up ya mind so that you can feel the
On, an' on there all gone, fools be runnin' 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 you got, no matta' what
take care of themselves 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 their ass apart
In a minute, I can take ya to the
Temperature risen, nasal

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

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

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