Luyện nghe bài hát It's My Thang '99

Yeah, what up, yo it's Mr. Murray
The Lexicon, the matador metaphor
Wit my Redman and the EPMD, the Squadron
You what I sayin'? One for DJ Clue, check it out

Aiyyo, we got these hoes spreaded out mustard
The go to war like General Custard
I lost my a-alike, and I'm takin' it hard
And havin' bad dreams of spooky and graveyards

of all, I'm the E of EPMD
Rockin' the Player Way Eightball & MJG
Squadron, my click be fully
I got dough, my account be fat and

Drinkin a Beck's, all day I about sex
Got the gaze to the 'A' off your Virex
Who am I? DO, my MO is PO
Love ta fuck Ya, fuck ya, ya, fuck ya

Aiyyo I on impact
So niggaz better get
The playahaters off the dick, P ain't wit that
The blunt, I split that, bust a four wit the back
No need to stress chickenhead nigga, already hit that

I put the pow in the wow gun to the powder
Give the hardcore niggaz something they could be of
I get out of hand like I my arm
Decipher the head of like Voltron

Who got wins? Those be hard pretend
You got Come here, let me tap that chin
Bing, my ropa-dope around the ring
I'm well promoted, and even know Don King

Call me the Sam Cassel, shots two on the clock
Cops the SL hand do well
Can tell by the you frail
We can battle your girl big ass feet out them Channel

Aiyyo my attack this hip hop shit aggressively
My recipe, mixed wit stress and niggaz me
Consecutively, golds so technically
You niggaz got a way to go to catch the PMD

we put you to the test, put it through your chest
Make a catch a cardiac arrest
Live out the Fest, one of the best
I asked my nigga Red Alert, he 'Yes'

I intimidate MC's from the throwing of my vocal
It don't work, I show the chrome and flash the greens
Coincide wit the red beam, and hear it
All day on street

I niggaz like Kotter to the night marauder
Pull out my gat, be like, like Godfather
I hang small, but I'm hard I'm gigantic
In fact, my dick sunk the Titanic

An MC massacre, got a click and ready to blast at ya
'Cuz we the
We catch you niggaz wit glass, and who you gon'
you gaspin', backin' up while P's blastin'

I'll be like, Get At Me Dog DMX
Keith pack a black tech
And I give a fuck, I can't be touched
Females in my flow like double-dutch

My technique, knock niggaz off they
I'm Ultimate, like the fuckin' break
My Thing, back wit the sequel
Hold my Squad wit the chrome desert eagle

Yo, I go back straps, puttin' Lee patch where your knee at
Puff wit midas, and no Civics wit the ski
niggaz down that be tryin' to win
I'll be like, I'm from CNN

So peep the Thriller of Manilla, shit like Godzilla
Drink Old English, can not Miller
MC's cold till the party's through
Then they tap me on the and say "This Bud's for you"

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