Luyện nghe bài hát How's That?

Funked out, is bond, word is bond
you ayah ha
In the mother, in the house
With a in your mouth
Word is bond, is bond

I a technique goin' way back like Just-Ice
And think twice because I'm nice
I come from the Mothership, to man
With a blunt in my hand, a mic in the hand

Goddamn, I slam, I jam like
Sure nuff, my rap style is Crush
And plus, I the roof off the mothersucker
My brother, fly shit that makes Wonder

Hey, who can it be now out
It's the E live in 3-D Keith and R-E-D
I gets for my troops
And I ah, get-it, get-it, get-it like

For those, who don't believe my get these
I got mad expertise, for all you duck
I'm funky G Thing my nigga
I wanna know up in here, before I pull the trigger

Is New York up in Hell yeah
Is Def Squad up in here? Hell
Is NJ up in here? Hell
The Green Beret's up in here, yeah

Verbally, I sew the up like Trapper
John M.D. got millis made of lacquer
Dracula, back with the, tow-truck with the
Get Biz like Mark fuel-injected Maximus

My style sicker than an AIDS drinkin' forty-five malt liquors
I roll the up
The underground, slam, shock like
Check my Jams, get Def when I Methods like Man

Computerized Robocop sounds, I in sequence
Funky to death, so ask that old bitch where the went
When I do 'em, I 'em, stick 'em like Patrick Ewing
My bumps like Puerto Rican people moved in

Next door, I get raw the grah
Call four-one-one I'm Ghetto Red Hot
Bo bo bo, Funk Doctor Spock catch a
My gets respect fifty Muslims

You hang on strings like ends
With my on the nine
Watch yo bitch
I get with mines

How's that? 'Cause I busy with mines
that? 'Cause I gets busy with mines
How's that? 'Cause I busy with mines
that? 'Cause I gets busy with mines
It's Murray

I come rollin' in when I see that low
Heckuva foe, heard a gun and for a metaphor
I'm naive between the sleeves of the
Murderin', who ever try to fuck with me

Murray word is bond, it on
And to blow any nigga out the cypher of the sniper hype at dawn
live Def to the Squad
And we smokin' everybody out there, shit, it ain't that

I brings classic microphone embalmer
Have your beg behind bars for your kidneys tomorrow
My apprentice E Dub
Makes hard funk beats that I part of

When I be like A E I O U or
Niggaz be like who, who, who, who, who night owls
The beautifullest thing in this world
Is I shitted and y'all was it, dig it