Luyện nghe bài hát How's That?

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

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

Goddamn, I slam, I jam like
nuff, my rap style is Cold Crush
And plus, I the roof off the mothersucker
My brother, fly that makes Stevie 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 Luke

For those, who believe my skills get these
I got mad expertise, for all you MC's
I'm funky like G 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? yeah
Is NJ up in Hell yeah
The Green up in here, hell yeah

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

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

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

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

You hang on strings loose ends
With my hands on the
yo nugget bitch
I get busy with

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

I come rollin' in when I see that low
foe, heard a gun and settled for a metaphor
I'm naive between the sleeves of the
Murderin', who should 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 everybody out there, shit, it ain't that hard

I brings drama microphone embalmer
Have your momma beg behind bars for your tomorrow
My murderous E Dub
Makes hard funk beats I become part of

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