Luyện nghe bài hát Hit Factory Freestyle

[DJ
Ayo, this the heavy DJ Enuff, Def Jam's own
Aight, who dat

[DJ Kay
Ayo it's DJ Kay from around they way
Street sweepers baby you know how it's down

Yo son poppin?

Slay]
Ayo man the streets man, is for some of that LL thing
Youknowwhatimsayin? Ill was it man
But I y'all got more in store man

Yo son we live at the Hit Fiddactory, New York City
We got the brand new from LL Cool J
Ayo Bimmy! Pass that heat son, let's get this crackin

[LL J]
Ayo this is the infinite, intelligent, and eloquent
That shit y'all is irrelevant
I put it from the gutter to the tenement
It's LL J nigga, everything I do is excellent
And I got to represent, Q-Boro, the
We get down, we get down baby
Check shit out right here, uh

E Pluribus Unum is the album I'ma
It'll make you bitch niggas as hard as
Givin head to the glock, pretend hard cock
Splashin niggas I came slow the block
I'm, the original, visual,
Ten times platinum your career's critical
Reach for this, motherfuck a criminal
Look in bitch eyes, the vibe is subliminal
You wanna fuck that
I need at least seven to even touch that
But since was underestimatin my format
I dropped Ill and now niggas want more of that
Aint a rapper dead or fuckin wit me
Ask the last bitch that tried to and get me
Talk about paper, I can about broads
I can talk about movies, I can talk about
the fantasies, yo I got all four
And be mine, by law
Why name me Greatest Of All
Because for fifteen years I kept y'all standin in
Lovin the way I shine and my lyrics
With the ruggedest, illest that Def Jam can find
Fuck them other niggas with 9 or 10 hits
My hits run as the emotions of your bitch
Back in the days it was the M stick
But now the Bentley is all get whores on the dick
ones for [distorted] and my Riker's Island niggas
That remember when I came
The big O B C C H D M 2 C 74
Little Nasi and the crew, niggas come home

Word up, the new album be the shit baby
Aint no about it, E Pluribus Unum
Out of many one, The G.O.A.T., Of All Time...

[DJ Kay
Ahh yeah, brand new by LL Cool J
Featuring LeShaun, it's Imagine That
I'm in the house my man, DJ Enuff
Yo Bimmy, is how it's going down
Come on Enuff, uh, on Enuff, one more time

[LL J]
DJ Enuff, DJ Enuff, DJ
You're the honey that I see when I'm by
The one me a feeling that I can't deny
You got the boots on, suede hittin your thigh
Actin like my chrome twenties aint your eye
Sometimes I slow down, catch the ass in the
Turn the fog lights on, to see the legs clearer
You turn me on, me standin up
I wish that I could prove to you that I'm man
I come up to your job and your boss
Throw that in the closet and turn the lights off
sit you up on the copy machine
Make copies of kitten with my chin in between
I take you to the window so the world can see
Baby I'm down on my knees, let your world be
tongue come get up on this desk with me
Multiple is your destiny

[LL and
Yo, I'ma hit you in the and tell you to slide
That
It aint my fault my broads collide
Imagine
Knock girls off two at a time
Imagine
you and still make you mine

[Kay
Ahh man I like the way this shit is down
DJ Enuff rippin it up on the and twos [record scratching]
Hit me up with some more of that

Ayo Bimmy, it's a rock the, ayo Bimmy, it's, ayo Bimmy, it's a the
Ayo Bimmy, ayo Bimmy, ayo Bimmy, it's a the Bells, Def Jam
man, knowhatimsayin Bim, me, uhh, yeah, me,
[goddam!] me, yeah, feel baby, [keep it going]

I'm *Incredible* nigga] outrageous
Turn like encyclopedia pages
Get freaky throw bitches in cages
Paid in European shit, fuck Avis
Rocks in ears, the atmosphere
Fuck Canibus, I bodied him year
But the L here, watch face, crystal clear
Love a chick to give me head while I her hair
Head to the baby, no more tears
You mumblin the shit, dupe, my more clear
Baby listen here, I been gettin for years
And diretcors who fronted they disappeared
And grimy ass niggas get laced with car
For overcritical with uncle get it on
I your magazine, god'll intervene
Can't front on this hip hop from Queens, uh

[DJ
As we it movin, brand new flavor
We call one Hello, featuring Amil
Aight, big up the whole Roc-A-Fella
Def Jam 2000 baby, The G.O.A.T., August
Go cop in the stores
Big up to all the ladies, aight,

[LL and 6X
Hello,
Yo, yo

voice]
Honey on the

the, 212 or 718
Or 914 I love it
When over the phone, it's safe to do it raw
Imagine every world we could explore

Hello

Baby what you right now

[Amil] Hot

My girl around let's get down
And I hope the tapped let's pretend you on my lap

[Amil] I'm bouncin up and down with my back
Nigga you like

You see you runnin up my
Mama might hear me but you too ill
I get flicks lined up, stereo low
Cherry flavored beneath my elbow
If I was there what you do

[Amil] I'd lay you on your
Ride or Die daddy and I love it that

Ahh man, just a bit of flavor Kay, just a little bit of flavor
Aight, LL Cool J
August

Mirror, mirror, on the
Who was the man before 'Pac and Smalls
No disrespect, but y'all how I ball
The L L C O O L J, my motherfucking name y'all
Mirror, mirror, on the
Who was the man before Master P and y'all
No disrespect, but y'all know what called
The L L C O O L J, that shit

Frankly black, I'm on you niggas minds like hats
Paparazzi flash, nigga L up in the back
Three quarter mink, platinum armor, flashin major
I step up, you back
ya, execution other men
The lips, the voice, the way the whole blend
My won't end, my crown don't bend
the mind, to the arm, to the hand, to the pen
To the page, to the stage, career wise, my age
Walkin in hell's and fell on the god's blade
New millenium revoltuion, my niggas aint
Fuck these record labels til the legend's gettin
The war zone, I'ma to your bone
I got a on the fanwith nigga, I'm comin home
If you it, come and get it, bring it to the death
If you could a third of my success you blessed

That's right y'all, LL J, The G.O.A.T.
The Of All Time, August 22nd, go cop that
fuck with the bootleggers, aight
I wanna big up my man DJ Kay Slay, for it down wit me
Aight, and before we shut it down,
I wanna bring my man out, the A&R this, aight
The A&R executive, yo Bimmy, yo come out here son

Thank you, God bless you, night...