Luyện nghe bài hát Funk Freakers

Let me introduce myself, I'm the one who the set
So don't you
Bad for ya health but ya still be tryin' ta buttons
But you ain't nothin', no
I bring the up a little louder
In the clubs, an' the jeeps an' the hours
Fools on the street wanna the funk
Lookin' for the that's what'cha want

Ya betta, sit back and let the flow
smoke in ya lungs from puffin' on the indo
Rhythms upside'cha brain, can ya hang, can
Can ya feel the 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
Open up ya mind so 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 you got, no matta' what
take care of themselves in the big hunt
In the for the crown, an' the jewels, and the cheese
Motherfucker
Enemies wanna against me with envy in they hearts
But, I rip their ass apart
In a minute, I can ya to the limit
risen, nasal highzen

Comin' in with the lows for the fows
up egos, an' anybody, oppose
The numba one skunk freaka, the Hill cliqua
Blowin' a hole in tha
You wanna dis the Perro, the Real One, or the Werro
rhythms through the ghetto, ya best keep ya ass in cheek
Come on, little mutha betta show respect
An what's next, the big brown takin' ya
How ya feel, when your sorry ass hang with the hill

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

Can ya feel the effects of the tide?
even knows how I kick the flow
Slow down, 'cause ya commin' up too
Ya might get smacked 'cause ya got no class