Luyện nghe bài hát Kickin' 4 Brooklyn

Kick this one for
Kick one for the nineties
Now kick this one for me and my DJ

Now I was this party in the 90s, Brooklyn
You know where the people get hype I'll a party from Friday
To Saturday night, forty hours done, and I still hold the mic
I try to put you and say that I'm through
But they give it to me and say, continue
the thing about Brooklyn, they never get enough
Of the rap and the music and all the stuff
That makes life worth livin' for
Respect is the crowd, the that I draw
Never am I dissed, and never ever I be
Ain't a MC alive that can deal me
And if you think you're the one that can deal this
Well, you ah best for a big fat dis

this one for Brooklyn
Kick this one for the
Now kick one here for me and my DJ

Now I was in Flatbush, mindin' my own
When a walked up with a chrome microphone
She said, "Hey, MC Lyte, I about you
So here's the microphone, let's see you can do"
So I took the and I threw it to the ground
'Cause I need no when it comes to gettin' down
When I start to rap, she start to
She knew to confront me was a mistake
So she the microphone off the grey concrete
And before I around, she was down the street

Now kick this one for
Kick this one for the
Now kick one here for me and my DJ

Now when I'm on the stage, everyone starin'
Is it what I'm sayin', or is it what I'm
Fifty chance it's what I'm sayin'
And at the same time what my deejay is
If you can get hype and of like loud
Yo, K-Rock, kick this one for the
I to lots of parties, mostly Uptown
And one thing I noticed young people get
So hip-hoppers, hip-hoppers, all around
Get with the sound

Kick this one for
Now kick one for the nineties
Now kick one here for me and my DJ