Luyện nghe bài hát Jack The Ripper

Milky, and I'm
My ace in the was this brand new track
I'ma slow it up and it up and now you're gonna eat it up
Listen to the beat, my tongue is gonna beat it up
I did it, but the didn't make me
I did it for the suckers who tried to and bake me
Proving a point that I'm a serious
You can roll me up and puff me, and I'll anoint
Your head with of oil
Make it run water, watch it boil
'Cause I 'em play it, made 'em say it
'em okay it, made 'em obey it---huh!
Prince of the is on the prowl
How you me now punk? You living foul
Here's what my is, kill is what my aim is
A washed up rapper needs a washer, my name

Jack the
Jack-Jack-Jack the
Jack-Jack, Jack-Jack, Jack-Jack, Jack the
Hercules!

Back for the payback, I say that
I heard your new jam, I don't play
It ain't enough punk, it ain't hitting
This you tried, next year you're quitting
Last year you I was dying out
But again, and again, and without a doubt
It's the boogie, the earthquake sound
Pump it up and play it so they it all around
I do it up rough, tough, I don't
And is an example of funky stuff
When you want to make hits, you 'em like this
They ain't like this don't hit, they miss
a strong record, a record for the strong
For those who real rap songs
Listen how I won't myself to go off track
Stay back, I got the power,

Jack the Ripper, a man, not a
James Todd Smith
Hard like steel
Breaking necks while I flex my sex
girls in the house, see'mon
Home in the house, give it up
You gotta to get hotter
and grooving, and always improving a lot of
People know how nice I am
People sleeping, so now I gotta my man
ham in a pan, wrap him up in Saran
Kidnap him and slap him up of a van
While you're your dance I want you to make moves
No one out there thought you do
You my name and my game and what I'm here to do
Party people, see if you can dance to--

it down! x3
Yo Bob, show that old school sucker what real hip hop is boy

"How Ya Me Now?" I'm getting busier
I'm double platinum, I'm watching you get
Check out the way I say my, display my, my
J on the back, behind the cool the A.Y.
I love to ride the groove the groove is smooth
It makes me move and improve
As it goes on, as it on
When you see me, ask if the show's on
How that Don't came around, playing me close, brown
Pull on my jock to be
You need to stay down, way down, you're low down
Do that dance, the prince of rap is gonna throw
Aiming to please while I'm emcees
I'm keep on hitting you with rough LPs
Day after day day
Tou smashed in the by the vase of Cool J

I'm a beast on the microphone, a night
A machine, a savage street talker
Jason an axe, but I put it on wax
To eradicate the suckers who thought I had
The prince of hip hop, straight Queens
it mean, keeping it clean
And never seen anybody rock the party
All you funky beataholics, this beats
I go to the show, and terrorize emcees, you know
Moving my like I'm playing the piano
touch the dial, don't change the channel
Don't let me hear you say I debonair
I'm better than any out there
As a matter of fact, suckers can't
When I the mic people stop and stare, at..