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 after
Fools on the street wanna feel the
Lookin' for the that's what'cha want

Ya betta, sit back and let the flow
Like smoke in ya lungs from puffin' on the
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 and stones, a few bricks
I'm gonna hit 'em high, he's hit 'em low
Open up ya mind so that you can feel the
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

always wanna get what you got, no matta' what
Can't take of themselves in the big hunt
In the quest for the crown, an' the jewels, and the
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' back in with the for the fows
up egos, an' anybody, oppose
The numba one skunk freaka, the Cypress cliqua
Blowin' a hole in tha
You don't 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 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 tide?
Nobody knows how I kick the flow
down, 'cause ya commin' up too fast
Ya might get down 'cause ya got no class