Luyện nghe bài hát Jockin' My Style

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

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

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

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

MC's, jockin' my style, you're jockin' my style, boy
You're my style, MC's, stop jockin' my style
You know you touch the flav

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

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

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

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

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

Youse a ladies and real niggaz know
Non-stop rockin' til it's to go, so bust the flow
I'm a be a round for a
MC's, jockin' my style

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

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

Now everybody put your in the air
Wave them shits like you don't care, aiyyo
You could have a dollar or be a
Sometimes I think that Mack be mayor

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

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

'Cause you and me, we the same type of breed
I grab the mic and the crowd what they need, and proceed
To rock the mic a child
Get off my tip and stop my style

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

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