Luyện nghe bài hát It's Like That

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

It's time to kick, 'cause I always do the
The shit you always poppin' all amount to a flick
Stick nigga's up with the hype filled with ammo
Blast from the past bullets passin' your abdomen

Rin tin tin I troop in on the
My friends is down in the dumps, 'cause I in on the wins
and chickens layin' low, sucker nigga's don't know
That I can kick the mad ballistics plus I'm wreckin' every

Sew it up, you got
'Cause I'm better than the chump so don't panic
I'm a wet you with my skills, still chill, got the crispy bills
'Cause it's like the way it is, get off the dills and it's like that

You've got to me props I'm on the way to the top
Stop, I think I just heard a pin
you're stunned by the way I came off my head Ted
Turn the packs to and I put heads to bed

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

I'm a brown skinned medallion, code mic stallion
over brothers that are dillyin' and dallyin'
I'm like Al Sharpton, militant youth
built for the DJ, hooked up and sound proofed

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

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

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

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

So the B-boys from Brooklyn breakin' bones for the
I ever sell out but I still own a tux
Huh, I make short of your crew
Hi-C the beast master kick the funky for you and like that