Luyện nghe bài hát Intrigued

Hit the tuck and roll E's on fire
I'm your motherfucker but not Maguire
I'm the dark skinned Mac 10 who get busy
puttin' shit in the proper perspective

Strapped with the gat caps across the map
Yo the back royalties and ASCAP, yeah
I'm six two fat went the chrome shoe
Diamond and jewels estates with the swimmin'

And the sauna, piggedy-puffin' on some
From Tiajuana, miggedy-mess around and a goner
I stash the cash flash the cash what?
You figgedy-front on this kid I that ass

Chiggedy-check the one two-er, it from the sewer to the land
Cross the sand, biggedy
to Business with my miggidy-man
Got plans to blow, solidifyin all positions in the
Like coalition, look and listen

To the hot shit, I'm the Tale of that shit
Call me Sonny, with pounds of
raw music, call my style swoosh
Please say, "Mister" when you me

uh, EPMD and Das EFX, time to flex
Like Funkmaster, Back to Business in your tape
Steel, I hold it, put it together
Hangin' upside down, bust it, reload it

Yo, I'm comin' up from Virginia, on the
Havin dinner y'all, with this dimepiece named
Cellular ringin', Books how ya livin'
Fat like Thanksgiving, drop some shit a pigeon

Yo, the boogie banger, Rover to Ranger
Danger, I'm iggidy-off the planet like
My iggidy-anger, slaughter, of order
Split your ass in half like Moses split the wiggidy-water

You by the way, we do our thing
Do
up the mic, hot, and make you swing
Say
Pick up the mic, hot, and it swing
Yo, wax and tax MC's who tend to act ill

You intrigued by the way, we do our
Do
up the mic, hot, and make you swing
Say
up the mic, hot, and make it swing
Yo, cold wax and tax who tend to act ill

Any hype, out the door, it
the Squadron wants, uhh bill it
E P M D out the box we be
We hold the title, like priests hold the

God bless, to any MC who test
Survival of the fittest, it life or death
With manuevers, rapper slash producer
Puttin; it down E-Dub, in the sewer

riggidy-real thugs, sex hip-hop and drugs
Liggidy-left burnt rugs, drinkin' beers out of gold
in the barrel, on name brand apparel
Briggidy-bringin' drama John Travolta in Arrow

But niggidy-no need for that, Smith the gat
'em back, or niggaz gon' biggidy-bleed, in fact
It's wiggidy wild shine the head, of Golden Child
Corrupt styles, sinister smile, we takin' bails to

You by the way, we do our thing
Do
Pick up the mic, hot, and make you
Say
Pick up the mic, hot, and make it
Yo, cold wax and tax who tend to act ill

You intrigued by the way, we do our
Do
Pick up the mic, hot, and you swing
Say
Pick up the mic, hot, and it swing
Yo, cold wax and tax MC's who to act ill