Luyện nghe bài hát Get This Low

[Chorus:
"I'ma get like Jacques Cousteau"
"Jacques Cousteau could get this low, ahh" - ODB (3X)
"And I'ma get mad like a threat!" - GZA

1]
No where to go and I be flowing, try to flow and then
in the day when I was cool, I couldn't afford to be a guru
On ya case like your lawyer, you run, you mistaken
Put all to the side, and it's ya face I'm fuckin' breaking
and await, and take the shit like amoebas
I'm rollin' with stowin' Tim, gas rack, where the heaters
We wreckin', what the fuck was you expectin' from a minor
Put a bullet through ya chest, and see who to rap behind ya
up and down, y'all a sermon and blew it
I half niggaz wildin', as if smokin' a gallon of embalmin' fluid
Drillin' and wanna be fit, something shrimp on the barbie
I do my dirt up in Philly, in the hills, where other gods guard me
Thinkin' that's going thru my hood, I chew it
Comin' in with this pussy, I smoke ya then rejuice ya
Crucify ya, I fuckin' rhyme ya, now I'ma shoot ya
My is hard as stone, cause I got blowjob from Medusa

2]
The beat addict, I'm crushin' MC's who static
Pen tips the pad, I touch in the attic
The dopest wrote this, when suckas provoke this
Now it's the time for perpetrators to quote
Rhyme that I wrote for to get loose to
I blow up like snots in a tissue
I dissed you, dismissed, but suckas to
my flow, so now you know --
That when I rip up a set, I get mad
sleep, or you and ya whole crew can get beat
As I'm waxin', taxin', a reaction
Bitches who front, get like fractions
So ya motherfuckin' flex to vex, whose next in
To recline, and steal my lines, so it
Now the man ya facin', ya I'm erasin'
If you drip or get slipped, I convict like Perry

2X]

3]
Meet ya makers, ya and immitators
I'm cause I do my best work on paper
Mad raps, the disaster from the masters
Snatchin' up rappers, and takin' out
He can test, skippin' yet, pass the limit
You finished, so save the Die Hard for Bruce Willis
Ya are a joke, but I put dope from start
Transform with the art, rippin' ya fuckin' apart
This is the rawest of words of you ever
My rap superb, gettin' nursed in the curb
It compete with the man when I freak it
The crew will get beat quick, so stay in ya bitch
Rhymes I wreck or perfect, and correct
Too complex, who ya to step
Yo, I be rhymin' hits it's time to flip quick
A block non-stop, and I'ma get --