Luyện nghe bài hát Get 'em

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

[kid
So what, if the tweeters begin to
If the bass sounds funky you know what I mean
Kid capri got a crazy unique style
I'm givin shouts to the brothers on isle
Now soon, you will know, who is the
In five minutes, you will be
It's the same old routine, all of your are
And, you, want,
We about sex? sure I get a lot of it
Now, me, what else 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 to impress you or anyone else
Only thing I do is impress myself
Now I you other rappers wanna diss me hard
Just because the kid capri, is his job
I don't no evil, I don't even like you
Just wanna know, why you bite you
Dirty imitator, perfect
Said you're good, sucker I'm greater
You said you're fly, but why are you
First you was laughin, now you are
to me you wanna call in a truce
You had to learn the hard way kid capri gets loose
Snatchin suckers, all in that order
Police gettin banned, from the border
Yeah I get tough don't this a issue
My is kid capri, k.c. is my initials
Sucker violatin my powers
Studyin my style, for hours, and
in here, tryin to battle the king
And I say to what a ding-a-ling
Yeah, lords of funk better before
belts from chumps, walkin out the door
Try to step to the kings but you didn't how
Well the is back, so whatcha gonna do now?
I got a beef with those try to, show that ass
And try to, diss on my brothers, from in the past
You're a kid that didn't know you would, be a
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 even
To tell the you're just 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 boast about how you are
And how you struggled, so hard, to be a
Sweatin mellow rappers that's down with the crew
it a couple of days, you'll be sweatin me too
You see rap rotates like a wheel
One day fake, the next day you're for real
You got nerve, who gave you, the right to
Any style, another recite
face it tell the truth, I'm kid capri
I'm a person, a lot of y'all you could be
I took him out I took them out, and the of his crew
And if I them all out, then who the hell are you?
Please, get don't even think of it boy
I'm not it for pay, I'm doin it for joy
Just, get on your knees, and beg for
And say to hell with it man, kid capri's the
I on, cause I'm the best of the west
I on with the triple that's on my chest
I on, and as I get on down
And I can take an adverb and make it sound a noun
Ah yes yes y'all, it gets fresher fly
Kid is in the house and you wonder why
Nobody could rock a party, like me
The original, tapemaster kid
So it out..

Yo capri, that was def
Yo, the headphones, we outta here