Luyện nghe bài hát Let The Rhythm Run

Salt-N-Pepa's on the mic makin' you like
The type of that's unbelievable to write
Spinderella's gonna from beginning to end
again, we're gonna let the party begin

So tell me Pepa, are you ready to it out?
You know it Salt, I'm ready to it out
Spinderella, are you ready to it out?
Salt-N-Pepa is ready to work it out

So let the run, the rhythm run
Now let the run, the drums run
So let the run, the rhythm run
Yo, Salt, Can we get some?

call me Salt, I'm like a billion bulbs
The rhymes I toss, they're more electric a lightning bug
On the strength I there's no either-or
MCs, we're gonna have a war

Some rappers got on the mic, right?
But be playin' it like they're all that
And you know what'll happen if I don't like your of rappin'
Step on as soon as I'm on it

Spin drops a beat to my opponent
Hurb the bass upon the sound system
We kick a rhyme and claim another
People 'round the world, I like to to 'em

In club, arena, and stadium
Inside the jam known as the party stars
Gimme a mic, and the is like Mardi Gras
I do it though without the help from
The melody that we call the

Yo, Pepa, are you ready to work it out,
Yeah, I been to work it out
So let the rhythm run, let the run
Aw, Pep, go ahead and bust one

If the Pep you want, that's just you'll get
As the runs, sweat's in full effect
I see a crowd, I can't but get hyped
You be, throw it on and recite

A rhmye 'cuz I'm a lyrical queen
The Pepa MC's microphones sing
Notes to provoke, they her a joke
The speaker smoked when I

Boy, you better kill noise
Let the rhythm run, let it run
Let the run, now let 'em run
Mess around and I'll bet you get none

Is it yet? Never, it gets better
We'll let the run harder than ever
A bassline is added for some
Now the guitar will ya rock 'n' roll

My mic is like a gun, I go without it
You better one, I'm sorry but I doubt it
My partner's name is Pep, not a half-stepper
You you're kinda def, but I think that she's deffer

Since rappin' is art and I'm a artist
If lyrics mean you're smart, I must be the smartest
My DJ likes to spin, we her Spinderella
If cuttin' 'em was a book, be a million seller

Salt's kinda short, but she don't take none
A try to dis, and she just have to break one
Assume the position, commence the dance
up, listen, it's not a dance lesson

Seat belts fastened, let's have fun
Brace yourself, hold on, 'cuz the gonna run

Let the run, nah, the rhythm's done
Let the run, no, the drums are done