Luyện nghe bài hát It's Workin'

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

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

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

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

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

We friends to the end I blasted Chuckie after this instead of beef
you'll be givin me chicken at Kentucky lackin' lucky so worlds fear
and there'll be no you Ooh! ooh! like no world's series

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

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

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

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