Luyện nghe bài hát It's Like That

Hey, yo, kid, bust this, it's to drop the flavor
I'm fly as can be, I'm rhymin' on my good
From New York City kickin' rhymes that you savor
Take it from the top, I cut MCs just a razor

It's time to kick, I always do the trick
The shit that you always poppin' all amount to a
nigga's up with the hype rhyme filled with ammo
Blast from the past bullets passin' through abdomen

Rin tin tin I troop in on the
My friends is down in the dumps, 'cause I cashed in on the
Hens and chickens layin' low, sucker nigga's know
That I can kick the mad ballistics plus I'm every show

Sew it up, you got
'Cause I'm better than the next chump so panic
'Cause I'm a wet you with my skills, still chill, got the crispy
'Cause it's that the way it is, get off the dills and it's like that

You've got to give me I'm on the way to the top
Stop, I I just heard a pin drop
'Cause you're by the way I came off my head Ted
the packs to burner and I put heads to bed

Fed up but I'm still just too legit to
I sit in my lap while I'm kissin' on her lips
love to lick 'em up and up and down and all around
But if their sexual history is sound

I'm a brown medallion, code name mic stallion
Takin' over brothers that are dillyin' and
I'm rallyin' Al Sharpton, militant youth
Booth built for the DJ, hooked up and proofed

Seein' is yo believin' is my method
So me when I say that it's the party that I'm wreckin'
Sinbad the sailor take me out
And I hope your ass don't take route and it's like that

Steady as I flow I row row row boat
I got a in Brackerlack with sharks in my moat
So use the and pave way while I say
Hi-C and Rahsaan are until the break of day

And like he man I have the
I like my chicken the china man but make it sweet
And sour devour all other MCs
And when I windsurf gives me a breeze

it's a new jack kickin' rhymes like Jackie Chan
I got a year tan 'cause I'm a brother man
I'm travellin' in style I pass the first class
'Cause it's time to give rappin' pizzazz

So the B-boys from Brooklyn breakin' for the bucks
I never sell out but I still own a tux
Huh, I make short of your crew
Hi-C the master kick the funky for you and it's like that