Luyện nghe bài hát How's That?

Funked out, is bond, word is bond
Then you ha
In the mother, in the motherfuckin'
With a dick in your
Word is bond, word is

I freak a goin' way back like Just-Ice
And don't twice because I'm nice
I from the Mothership, unknown to man
With a blunt in my hand, a mic in the other

Goddamn, I slam, I jam this
Sure nuff, my rap style is Cold
And plus, I tears the off the mothersucker
My brother, fly shit makes Stevie Wonder

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

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

Is New up in here? Hell yeah
Is Def up in here? Hell yeah
Is NJ up in here? yeah
The Green up in here, hell yeah

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

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

Computerized Robocop sounds, I drop in
Funky to death, so ask old bitch where the beef went
When I do 'em, I glue 'em, stick 'em like Patrick
My shit bumps like Puerto 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 style respect fifty Muslims

You hang on strings like loose
With my hands on the
yo nugget bitch
I get with mines

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

I come rollin' in I see that low flow
Heckuva foe, a gun and settled for a metaphor
I'm naive the sleeves of the sheets
Murderin', who should ever try to fuck me

Murray is bond, gets it on
And ready to blow any out the cypher of the sniper hype at dawn
Long live Def to the
And we smokin' out there, shit, it ain't that hard

I classic drama microphone embalmer
Have your momma beg behind bars for your kidneys
My murderous E Dub
Makes hard funk that I become part of

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