Luyện nghe bài hát Hit Factory Freestyle

[DJ
Ayo, this the hitter 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 goin

Yo son what's

Slay]
Ayo man the streets man, is for some of that LL thing
Ill Bomb was it man
But I know got more in store man

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

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

E Pluribus is the album I'ma drop
make you bitch niggas as hard as rocks
Givin to the glock, pretend it's hard cock
niggas I came slow through the block
I'm, the original, visual,
Ten times platinum career's lookin critical
Reach for this, being a criminal
Look in your bitch eyes, the vibe is
You wanna freestyle that
I need at least seven figures to touch that
But since was underestimatin my format
I Ill Bomb and now niggas want more of that
a rapper dead or alive fuckin wit me
Ask the bitch that tried to come and get me
Talk paper, I can talk about broads
I can talk about movies, I can about awards
the fantasies, yo I got all four
And be mine, by law
Why me Greatest Of All Times?
Because for fifteen years I y'all standin in line
Lovin the way I and my lyrics combine
the ruggedest, illest beats that Def Jam can find
Fuck them other niggas with 9 or 10 hits
My hits run deep as the emotions of your
Back in the days it was the M fast
But now the Bentley is all get more whores on the
ones for [distorted] and my Riker's Island niggas
That when I came through
The big O B C C H D M 2 C 74
Little Nasi and the crew, y'all niggas come

up, the new album gon' be the shit baby
Aint no about it, E Pluribus Unum
Out of one, The G.O.A.T., Greatest Of All Time...

[DJ Kay
Ahh yeah, new flavor by LL Cool J
Featuring LeShaun, it's called Imagine
I'm in the house with my man, DJ
Yo Bimmy, this is how it's down
Come on Enuff, uh, come on Enuff, one time

[LL J]
DJ Enuff, DJ Enuff, DJ
the honey that I see when I'm ridin by
The one me a feeling that I can't deny
You got the Prada boots on, suede hittin your
Actin my chrome twenties aint catchin' your eye
I slow down, catch the ass in the mirror
Turn the fog lights on, to see the legs clearer
You turn me on, me standin up
I wish that I could to you that I'm man enough
I come up to your job and handcuff your
Throw that nigga in the and turn the lights off
Then sit you up on the machine
Make copies of your kitten with my chin in
Then I you to the window so the world can see
Baby I'm down on my knees, let world be free
Curl tongue come get up on desk with me
Multiple is your destiny

[LL and
Yo, I'ma hit you in the backseat and tell you to
Imagine
It aint my that my broads collide
Imagine
your girls off two at a time
Imagine
Disrespect you and make you mine

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

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

I'm *Incredible* nigga] outrageous
Turn like encyclopedia pages
Get freaky throw dike bitches in
Paid in full European shit, Avis
Rocks in ears, the atmosphere
Fuck Canibus, I him last year
But the L still here, watch face, crystal
Love a to give me head while I shampoo her hair
Head to the baby, no more tears
You mumblin the shit, dupe, my flow clear
Baby here, I been gettin paper for years
And program diretcors who fronted 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 phenomenon Queens, uh

[DJ
As we keep it movin, brand new
We call one Hello, featuring Amil
Aight, big up the whole Roc-A-Fella
Def Jam baby, The G.O.A.T., August 22nd
Go cop in the stores
Big up to all the ladies, aight,

[LL and 6X
Hello,
Yo, yo

[woman's
on the telephone

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

[Amil]

Baby what you wearin now

Hot pants

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

[Amil] I'm bouncin up and with my shoulders back
you like that

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

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

Ahh man, just a little bit of Kay, just a little bit of flavor
Aight, LL Cool J
22nd

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

black, I'm on you niggas minds like Yankee hats
Paparazzi flash, that nigga L up in the
quarter mink, platinum armor, flashin major stacks
I up, you step back
Crucify ya, execution 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, wise, half my age
Walkin in hell's kitchen and fell on the blade
New revoltuion, my niggas aint afraid
Fuck these record labels til the legend's gettin
The war zone, I'ma to your bone
I got a tank on the fanwith nigga, I'm home
If you it, come and get it, bring it to the death
If you could match a third of my success you

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

Thank you, God bless you, night...