Luyện nghe bài hát Match The Name With The Voice

Greatness, yeah,
Aiyo, turn the beat up a bit louder
Volume

Yeah, yeah, yeah,
We bout to a lil' game, match the name with the voice
So when you pick your favorite emcee you the right choice
So who are

Sham, I'm known for the crud
First night pops off with a of slugs
And how you

You see what I'm wit, it's beyond rap
Stick to the fact that chapped lips get
Palm that, where the arm's at, nigga need to launch that
Now me what the problem be, is that I'm scorching dem
To these streets, hot not partially, cock back the toast
Put your for free, so what it feels like to hear me crushin' a beat

So who are
The illest Digga, reppin' Brick City
If I'm lying may the Lord come strike my left
And how you

metaphor rap queen, always cookin' up some shit
Like mom's a crack fiend, so what's the
Strike a nerve when I'm
Any emcee whether black or white, or Riquen
I'm the big dog, you a cat stuck in a tree
Not one of y'all cocksuckers wit me

So who are we?
Got you gaspin' for air, hot muthafuckas
your hands in the air
how we do it

How we rep and yo we solemnly
To put it down until it's over and our time is up
So who are

Rampage, new tenant, big still
Fuck, ya heard, I'm ready to kill
And how you

Day criminal, street thug
Flipmode imperial, top breakin'
Fuck around we ya, 21 gun salute
6 official conrads, afraid to shoot
see us, we got them shakin' in they boots
Flipmode, the streets, than Bayroots

So who are
Yeah, Spliff Starr, crusher, gun busta
Hard-to-toucha, one bad
And how you

Gangsta bitch, deadly cancerous
I bring it your parents live, show you what your status is
Steam boil your cabbages, I can't y'all nigaz faggotness
You about to die, show him where his is
You wanted beans, I had your under siege
Guns get squeezed and hit your knees

So who are
Bus a bus now, somethin' fo'
Keep 'em whilin' till somebody's left a on the flo'
And how you

We've been awaitin' the God, to an under novel entry
Controllin' everything in the
Rugged like General Custard it
How we crush grapefruit, niggaz, and make a mustard out of your
You we hotter than the 4th of July
So sit and watch the fireworks show light up my name the sky

So who are we?
Got you gaspin' for air, hot muthafuckas
your hands in the air
how we do it

How we rep and yo we swear
To put it down until it's over and our is up here
So who are