Luyện nghe bài hát It's Workin'

It's workin', It's
Party people if ready to rock let me hear you scream!

I play for keeps, sidewalks and streets, we reign and we pop, and
sweeps.
It's the fanatic, kick the habit, so there you have it, I'm a addict.
I'm near the mike I gots to grab it.
Rip the system to shreds, grab the in my head.
Everybody get lifted, the rhyme said.
This is your to the new episode.
With the Double I down to explode.
Naughty kicked in the door, here 235 more, livin' rotten to the core
everybody to the right, all I got left is my flow.
I'm floatin' with Boogie Beat in a record ocean.
Uh oh, I guess it's down, not now, right now.
So I got down the git down for Illtown.
Figure the fine fanny,
I my mammy.
And you could ask my Randy,
I'm for my granny nanny that's my mother's mammy.
Two tittle brothers with fathers but we're still family.
how rough I had it, let's see how smooth it gets.
'cause I wind
up doing that same old shit.
clockin', sellin' rocks in my neighborhood.
Back cockin', buckshottin', ass is shot.

Can you a can can you spill a can can you kill a can I know I can I
know I can I know I can can an American a Republican tucking with
African can from this kian land I know I can It's a war wick wick
wack that's Dionne Dionne should have predicted her trip and Stayed
cool fuckin' freon Or get frozen for eons and beyond bein' the
unbelievable bastard I be Well believe that some be on Settle the
score check Melba needs since now she poor looks to get richer by
puttin' rap up in the picture I'll fix ya blindfold step
KLICKOW' Your ass like Calvin so butts get kicked now the enemy be
a friend of me you teach but forgivin' seem my music crushed in the
streets preach practice hate break tapes and chatterin' Streaks on
your structure Stain whole establishment let's get specific style
that's twisted plus terrific with a tongue that's terroristic
lift it then shift it brandish the biscuit finish you nitwit cancel
Christmas won't stop this shit

time to do sit up I'm a nut watch crews get cut bring it to my
illtown and lose your butts but whaqt is the matter matter
of fact I don't want to you talk so close your trap

Suckers get interslit splinters for the winter see Dolores sucker
truck I should of told you Marge sent her two chocolates away from
sloppy in bunches with no lunches step with the punches and try some
butt crunches get your clapping front and the back and keep a cool
head for all my swingers packing attackin' back in the house
done traveled a milion miles and I'm still styles backsnack that
ass back now how's about that? you feel about as shitty as a
unwiped ass crack crack a bat dead on the back black and leave you
layin' there flat as a

We ain't friends to the end I blasted Chuckie this instead of beef
you'll be givin me chicken at Kentucky lackin' lucky so worlds these
and there'll be no more you Ooh! ooh! no world's series

Never a fad and than mad and radical rude rottin' razxkal kid man
what's happenin'? check the skills on the real best to chill don't be
caught in the the hill ordeal it's ill

man this shit is deep huh! I'm goin' deep undercover like a way
beneath the sheets full blows get thrown to the upper dome and
to go on until you're up and

When we spot a block no tellin' where the rest will go hustle with my
friends straight ballin' testicles bowling for dollars rollin' for
hours rappers the pin strike is my they be took out in groups of ten

scoopin' change be like "Who's that group again?" on the ground
no sound with just boots and chins yeah and ya don't stop lust check
out us Illtown rock