Luyện nghe bài hát It's Like That (My Big Brother)

Due to technical dificulties our control
Reggie stinkin ass will not be performing with us
Sermon, keep keep it on
Def Squad, Erick Sermon, Redman keep it on
K to M Murray keep keep it on
Keep keep on, ya stop
Keep keep it on, and ya don't
keep it on, and ya don't stop
K-Solo, Redman, ya stop
Sermon, Keith Murray ya don't stop

I X'd ya amateur, damage ya, have fools off
Cliffs grabbin their ass cheeks yellin
It a problem at all when K solve
Three-hundred and sixty degrees or boulevards
Are charged, by my entourage, who put the Ram in
Bas cla in bumba
Maintain, few remain in the
So I remain focused and the main aim

Well it's the Doctor Spock, the pon cock lyricist
My mentality's so def yo I even hearin this shit
be cockin back when I be coming
I guess they heard how I be takin MC's out by the
Wanted, for two million and a body
And use the microphone as my
still trippin, thinkin
What the is this funky fungus that growed amongst us

Sprayed a few, shank a few, rap say they shamed too
But can't two, like we do
Fuck them, better bow slow
This rhyme'll cold hit em, real cause I'm K-Solo
any dude, this retifuge I'm in cruise
See what the better vet, could do, to you
You three groups, punkses at a time
I box two and em out at the drop of a dime

The faced murderer
Servin over two billion motherfuckers a day like D's circular
Workin a hour like a burgular
My herbin ya like we never even heard of ya
are evens, that I'mma be the one creepin
My new niggas check the flows of the deacon
The bazaar, the rap
When I step up I pump like rah

My afro blows in three-hundred sixty
So this me, the light skinned Richard Roundtree
Vocabularies very,
And gregarious, pump that too, go grab the
Fly word that we on the M-I-K-E mike
My crew be like, this hype
the opposite forget the bullshhhh
To rhyme like the K-Solo, you need more a soul kid

Come closer, I lock it down like I'm supposed ta
You me, you won? You might of, but then you woke up
My turbulence will peanut butter choke up
Call me tha Brick City, Stock Cock
Y'all is fools, playin with hood moves
You couldn't my amount if you sung I Missed You
Dissed you dismissed you I fixed you
Let your girl suck on the that I piss through