Luyện nghe bài hát Jockin' My Style

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

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

Mack, chop your rhymes I chop, shop, chop a ACC
Startin' with the 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 time for gettin' biz?
And the moral of the story as you see
Is that from now on, the rapper is me

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

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

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 the mic in my hand
Starving MC's like them kids from

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

Boy, I'll tell ya, ain't no liver on 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 kill man by mistake

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

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

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

Now me, myself and I, we bad motherfuckers
Here to suckers
I came to rock a party, are you
Get your Aunt Millie's out, I eat MC's like

Rap machete, I'll cut your ass like a
Into buying rhymes, rhymes you can't afford
I shine like jewelry, ain't schoolin' me
I battle anybody point to who the fool be

'Cause you and me, we ain't the same 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 jocking my

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