Luyện nghe bài hát How Many Styles

Intro fresh wes]
the power move (yeah)
It's the power (yeah)
Peace to the power (yeah)
the master plan (word)

To the master (yeah)

1994 baby, the maestro wild like a
how we do

Chorus [maestro wes]
It goes in with the fat, out the wack
In with the fat out the wack
You niggas can't rap, so I want my back
Can you dig it? (I can dig it), can you dig it? (I can dig it)
In with the fat, out the wack
In with the fat out with the
You niggas can't rap, so I want my back
Can you dig it? (I can dig it), can you dig it? (I can dig it)

fresh wes]
Yo, I walk tall hanibal adley
Hit a slam like my man don mattingly
prepared if you ever try to battle me (why)
I got rhymes coming out my cavity
Straight scarborough
to swing blows, niggas want to quit
Wash my and my windows
I'm on your tape decks, rhyming to my
If a nigga like he can bite me with a latex
when I'm rhyming, heads are declining
Like mulroney, niggas are resigning
Competition in front of me
Maestro where'd you get all thses dope from?
I don't know, they come to me
You fucking with a brother
I don't and tell, but I know your baby mother
I bullshitting
Mmm, why did gill a mean curry chicken
for me to get mad check(? )
So motherfuckers step to the left
I'm fat like a cadillac, cut like a axe
I got crazy freaks, wash bc to halifax
Yeah, now the is known
This beats alright, but now I thknk I a xylophone
With my cipher grown, mics are blown
You're in the zone
Now I gotta flow, hurdle any
Rhyme to show, and clock the
So many try to stop the bro
But I smoke like an octago(? )
It's maestro!, w-e-s big up to fly ju(? ) and my nigga big jess
Yes, my from 1-6-2
I met her summer on jamaica avenue
Now beat I made is a hit
But tell me, how many can one nigga flip?

Yeah, ha ha

[maestro fresh
From the lungs of the maestro, hail the hail the phelgm
Niggas getting everytime I begin
To bring the funk to radio to bump me
You should have let my ass into your country
Word to god, I'm hard
I'm even deadlier than montana with a green card
Fuck you and demo tape
Instead of to imitate... innovate
I pull the mic but I don't pull
Bust your ass julio down by the schoolyard
Don't try dissing me, because your is history
I'm more flavour than the kernel's(sp? ) rotisserie
I injure and I injure limbs
I've come a way like virgina slims
I do a show the bandstand, never met the sandman
with the big tits give me a gland stand(? )
Older want to jock me, elanor from fox wants my rock
Let me stop, and burn
Chumps to turn wild, you say you got dope
But why was your pops turnstiles
You ain't got money
I'm so dope, this shit's
All my jams is the
But tell me how many can one nigga flip?

Outro [maestro fresh
Yeah, 1994
maestro
I to say what's up to my people, scarborough
Jane the finch, jungle, flemington park,
You know what I'm
flavour, catching mad wrizzech in efizzect