Luyện nghe bài hát Jockin' My Style

Here comes a in your ear
Mack is here, so have no fear
My rhymes push the 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 on, like Ponce De Leon
Yet, don't forget, my is a banger
MC's I deposit in the closet on a

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

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

MC's, you're 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 my style
Craig Mack has the phat flav

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

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

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

Boy, I'll tell ya, no liver on this continent
I'm and you the opposite, the man when I be dropping shit
Raw, I give a headache
Hit your ass so hard and kill man by mistake

Youse a ladies and real niggaz know
Non-stop rockin' til time 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, jockin' my style, boy
You're jockin' my style, MC's, jockin' 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, jockin' my style
Craig Mack has the funk flav

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

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

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

'Cause you and me, we ain't the same type of
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 jockin' my style, you're my style, boy
You're jockin' my style, MC's, jockin' my style
You know you touch the flav

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