Luyện nghe bài hát Get 'em

Let me you
Yo
You I just want you to say a couple
Just a couple rhymes
Naw nah nah nah
I just want you just say one
For the crew, for
Just just it like.. this

capri]
So what, if the begin to scream
If the bass sounds funky then you know I mean
Kid got a crazy dope unique style
I'm shouts to the brothers on riker's isle
Now soon, you will know, who is the
In minutes, you will be sure
It's the same old routine, all of your are
And, you, want,
We talk sex? sure I get a lot of it
Now, tell me, what I can get out of it
The is kid capri, and sure you don't like it
very funny, while all of you bite it
Not here to impress you or anyone
thing I gotta do is impress myself
Now I know you other rappers wanna me hard
Just the kid capri, is doin his job
I don't no evil, I don't even like you
Just know, why you wanna bite you
imitator, perfect perpetrator
Said you're good, sucker I'm greater
You said you're fly, but why are you
First you was laughin, now you are
Seems to me you call in a truce
You had to learn the hard way that kid gets loose
Snatchin down suckers, all in that
Police gettin banned, from crossin the
Yeah I get don't make this a issue
My name is kid capri, k.c. is my
Sucker mc's my powers
my style, for hours, and hours
Comin in here, tryin to battle the
And I say to what a ding-a-ling
Yeah, lords of funk better before
Takin belts from chumps, walkin out the
Try to step to the kings but you know how
Well the lords is back, so whatcha gonna do
I got a beef those that try to, show that ass
And try to, diss on my brothers, from back in the
You're a kid that know you would, be a star
But now, rip you to shreds no who you are
of all, your style, please explain
Why do you always sound like big daddy kane?
Or krs-one, or rakim
To tell the truth you're like all the rest of them
me why you wanna bite somebody else that's great
I got one for it: imitate!
You brag and about how good you are
And how you struggled, so hard, to be a
Sweatin mellow fellow rappers that's down the crew
it a couple of days, you'll be sweatin me too
You see rap rotates a spinnin wheel
One day you're fake, the next day for real
You got nerve, who you, the right to bite
Any style, another recite
face it tell the truth, I'm kid capri
I'm a person, a lot of y'all wish you be
I took him out I them out, and the rest of his crew
And if I them all out, then who the hell are you?
Please, get away even think of it boy
I'm not doin it for pay, I'm it for joy
Just, get on your knees, and beg for
And say to with it man, kid capri's the best
I on, cause I'm the best of the west
I rock on with the triple on my chest
I rock on, and as I get on
And I can take an adverb and make it sound like a
Ah yes yes y'all, it gets fresher fly
Kid capri is in the house and you why
Nobody could rock a party, like me
The original, tapemaster kid
So it out..

Yo capri, capri was def
Yo, slam the headphones, we here