Luyện nghe bài hát I Get Physical

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It's going down from out of
Off the wicked streets of new york
Me and my man map the and make a hefty bundle
Blessin to listen to greats from the bassment gates
Makin the dubplates that cause quakes in states
My soldiers guzzle with the shorties workin the scenes
In tight that blows all your boyfriends to smithereens
On a scout to get out from the zone, bumpin babyface
When everything's live, I let my boo
Now do my hot shells ring bells and my knockouts settle
Any last requests? you make it brief
Kid 'life sucks' to 'major bucks' while pete rocks
Control blocks ballplayers to corner hustlers
Here come the spark brothers, retire when I open fire
Droppin smooth synthetic, the mental
But the is energetic
Larger clientele, drops by the cl, the
To set it one on the physical

* pete cuts n scratches
I get physical, mystical, very *

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You be silly my soul is bigger than willie to shock a city
With some of the joint at the boiling point
Makin stable moves, wrestling grooves, here the pain
My style's invisible knives, to the root of your brain
Funk locks when the terror come to box from the pete
Knocks the ghetto blaster full fashion
Now dames kick the sham slow, talkin the shopping's urgent
There hasn't been that much scheamin eve met the serpent
My love rules daisy amused
Check the view of the issue my flexin bounce to body tissue
You know the iceberg slim, dig it daddy, let the click
to my foes, how I pimp these hoes
Don't be surprised, you get tysonized, the ultimate
Is like sweet pea all of chavez best
on a lyrical slugfest, cause every round's critical
One blow that kept the dough

* pete cuts n scratches
I get physical, mystical, very *

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You better brace yourself, in words, fasten seatbelts
When the melts, you love spots in your poom poom shorts
No one can rock me and my aristocracy of funktasia
I represent the full intent to bring the
or gut, steady layin in the cut, fool it's mine kid
For niggaz doin a master race bid
Maintain god, and keep it all
From the adolpho muhammad
To game written twenty years the line still hittin
Makin arena rougher than the hockey fights
just one of those nights, topsy turvy like a roller derby
Style is comin sturdy any way you wanna me
Check the and hear a star, with so much
Chocolate over the carmel, we need to own a bar
But we merc, run the drill I get physical
Mystical, very

* pete cuts n scratches
I get physical, mystical, very *