Luyện nghe bài hát How's That?

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

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

Goddamn, I slam, I jam this
nuff, my rap style is Cold Crush
And plus, I tears the roof off the
My brother, fly shit that makes Stevie

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

For those, who believe my skills get these
I got mad expertise, for all you duck
I'm funky like G Thing my
I wanna know who's up in here, before I pull the

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

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

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

Robocop sounds, I drop in sequence
Funky to death, so ask that old bitch where the beef
When I do 'em, I glue 'em, stick 'em like Ewing
My shit bumps like Rican people moved in

Next door, I get raw the grah
Call 'cause I'm Ghetto Red Hot
Bo bo bo, Doctor Spock catch a bruisin'
My style respect fifty Muslims

You hang on strings like ends
my hands on the nine
Watch yo nugget
I get with mines

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

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

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

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

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