Luyện nghe bài hát Get on This

Well, my is Andy C and I can guarantee
if you wanna be down, then down is where I'll be
I'm on Fresh Mode, I Fresh Mode
I rap Mode, I'm on Fresh Mode

And I'm Dustin, bustin', that's my trade
And all you sucka gotta get soufled
I'm on Fresh Mode, I'm on Mode
I'm on Fresh Mode, I'm on Mode

Hey, let me from the summit to the scene as bactine
To clean away the rotten bacon fakin'
I wanna make your cool, let's get you a towel
With a style, I keep it fresh like a produce
What's up to the guys with you ladies
If it's jiggling baby, then go maybe

to the rhythm, to the roll, to the rap
People stand in when my rhymes are on tap
They color me with the flesh crayon
And if it doesn't on, I got a can of spray on
So you can see how top we get

Yo, man I come fresher than a toilette
Now some of players play mister big salami
But truth be told, they're like origami
And cease to make moves, they get stuck in the tarpit

When they try to shame
On my stain resistant
In combat, I'm a wombat
When I'm locked in, I'm a rugrat, well get on

I adjust my bird sight to a termite
And torpedo a mosquito, 'cause I a bug bite
I put the dark in the archives to stay

I'm done feeling drowsy and lousy
And if you feel the way
Come check us at a spot with no code
on Fresh Mode

We're on Mode
We're on Fresh
We're on Mode
We're on Fresh

This breath mint gets dropped like a hint
I see them but they can't see me like limo
I'm lint under a black light, I out
you rap to Flashlight and fan out
Put an embargo on the
Your shipping days are

You better [unverified]
(Who are you?)
I'm
(I didn't that)

We went through and stacks of old wax
To bring it
Now I don't smoke Buddha, can't Cess
But I'll eat a couple Ruffles, 'cause guaranteed fresh
I'm like Indiana Jones dodging skulls and

Not to fancy cars and cellular phones
I see the circus on the surface, it's the no doubt
All these from the spout, 'cause the freaks to come out
The buzz around town you gotta

You
If anything less than fresh don't say nada
Ugly in your ear
With Einstein on the fader
Cutting like a grater

Now we gotta be Sonny Bono's ex and a song
That hits heads like hair care, so pull up a
want the cash prize and may commercialize
They're sly like a fry guy my fries

But about nothing but love
When we your pound
Not Mode
We're on Fresh

Now where's Einstein
(The man with the beats to a disaster)
He's on Mode, on Mode
(Fresh, Fresh)
on Mode, he's
(Fresh, so Fresh)

And is Ugly Duckling, groove galore
We from the clouds to the ocean floor
We're on Fresh Mode, we're on Mode
on Fresh Mode, we're Fresh