Luyện nghe bài hát Jockin' My Style

Here a rhyme in your ear
Craig Mack is here, so no fear
My rhymes push the hack to the
I'm severe, rap pioneer, with funk I steer, now clear

flow to the break of dawn
Exploring MC's I get silly on, Ponce De Leon
Yet, forget, my style is a banger
MC's I deposit in the closet on a

Mack, your rhymes like I chop, shop, chop a ACC
with the bones in your back
Whenever I attack, it's like a from a axe
Sweet sugar that be on Sugar Smacks

is Mr. or Mrs.
Can't another rapper see me when it's for gettin' biz?
And the moral of the as you will see
Is that from now on, the rapper is me

MC's, jockin' my style, you're jockin' my style, boy
You're jockin' my style, MC's, stop jockin' my
You you can't touch the flav

MC's, you're jockin' my style, you're my style boy
jockin' my style, MC's, stop jockin' my style
Craig Mack has the phat funk

Now I'm sayin, funk to the Himalayan
No delaying, MC's, you decaying, I'm staying
'Cause now I'm out my
And I do for rap is gonna make front page

Remember, back in the I was just a tyke
I do a while I do a wheelie riding bike
But now I'm the man with the mic in my
Starving MC's like them kids from

Breaker, breaker, it's the funk rhyme
duper, superb, slamming like a Laker
Swimmin' on MC's moray eels with mass appeal
Your are jokes, like Dangerfield's

Boy, I'll ya, ain't no liver on this continent
I'm dope and you the opposite, the man I be dropping shit
Raw, I MC's a headache
Hit your ass so hard and kill your man by

Youse a fake ladies and niggaz know
Non-stop rockin' til it's time to go, so bust the
I'm a be a for a while
MC's, stop my style

MC's, jockin' my style, you're jockin' my style, boy
You're my style, MC's, stop jockin' my style
You you can't touch the flav

MC's, you're jockin' my style, you're jockin' my boy
jockin' my style, MC's, stop jockin' my style
Craig Mack has the funk flav

Now everybody put hands in the air
them shits like you just don't care, aiyyo
You could have a or be a millionaire
Sometimes I think that should be mayor

Now me, myself and I, we bad motherfuckers
Here to eliminate
I to rock a party, are you ready?
Get your Aunt Millie's out, I eat like spaghetti

Rap machete, I'll cut your ass like a
buying rhymes, these rhymes you can't afford
I shine like jewelry, ain't nobody me
I battle anybody point to who the fool be

'Cause you and me, we ain't the type of breed
I grab the mic and give the crowd what they need, and
To rock the mic a child
Get off my tip and jocking my style

MC's, jockin' my style, you're jockin' my style, boy
You're jockin' my style, MC's, stop my style
You know you can't touch the

MC's, you're jockin' my style, you're jockin' my boy
You're jockin' my style, MC's, stop my style
Craig Mack has the phat flav