Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Wit Dat

Yo, and Chill
a rumour going around sayin
Compton's Wanted ain't funky enough
we can't cut it, or somethin like that
Personally, I don't know where the rumour got
They must be waitin for the album to or somethin
But anyway, in the
Eiht, you're the first one up on this
Set the record

[ 1: MC Eiht ]
As I with the def dope strategy
Of the lyrics I'm bustin, suckers to get mad at me
Fill it to the at the top of my cup
Press your luck, a buck as you get tossed up
I presume that you fools wanna get
As the starts to boom I begin to get real dumb
is the Eiht from the C-p-t
Floor a punk in a minute to fuck with me
Or try to up, so watch me kick up a little dust
Stupid little punk, Eiht'll all-out
Compton's W-a-n-t-e-d
Top choice, best, fade the rest
Hah! Eiht is only for steady dumpin
Geah, and Slip be like bumpin
High, cause so fly - dud
Kick with the pack, and I get high off the bud'
Cause I'm that

Yeah, Eiht, that was like
I think do the trick
But Chill - you're next up to bat on
You it?

[ 2: Tha Chill ]
Yo, go, another star
The
Of the E, the back-and-forth, the
And the lyrics Eiht write be like
Rough, cause the makes your goosebumps pump
I could drop you in a minute, so shut up,
I'm for doin, won't be called no punk
Rag a pack, crackerjack, hit the blunt
Chill, get ill, so get real
Still, let me kill, and you can pay up the
The lyrics that I make you brag and boast
How CMW rocks the fresh West
and Chill, two fresh Afro-Americans
DJ Mike T is with me ???
3 The Hard Way is the way it goes
Just another dumb with a swoll' up nose
Because I'm that

(Yeeaaah!)
(Cool, I'm it) --> The D.O.C.

[ 3: MC Eiht ]
3rd verse, I'm here to a little shock
Down to round the block while you're ridin my jock
The coolest, geah, I got to play it
Keep it calm, no while I dis a fool
Unlike a pumped-up there's no need for gettin
Get hip and take a sip of bottle
In other words, I be drunk as a skunk
And I still won't waste to get up with a punk
competition that makes me wanna push, push
Grab a skee next to me, to water her bush
A battle against a roody-poo like that
Will mean the Eiht will have to peel your cap
Chap, so up to pay attention to what I'm sayin
Won't stop sprayin, won't stop
Won't give a break to a fool fake
Want a challenge? You can and challenge the Eiht
Cause I'm that

(Get on it)
(The music just me on)

[ VERSE 4: Tha ]
I run you wreckless I see that you are fake
Leave you breathless, because I got the of Eiht
On the mike, I take of business, I do my job
Don't preprare, just beware I'm ready to squab
Make a note, program it in your memory
Unlike a boat I sink, cause I'm rough as a tank
Surprisin, of who I am
Compton's wanted MC, and I don't give a damn
Jokers it's funky, no time for a fake
punks try to steal the dope rhymes that I make
My homeboy Mike T like a savage
And and Slip does damage
So go ahead, and like you're with it
You'll be caught, you'll be fought, you'll be stalked in a

Chill
That's how we handle that
Butterin em up, boy
(Geah, I'm it)