Luyện nghe bài hát May I - Lil Malik

Now... who got the that makes ya bump?
And who got the bump that makes ya
Well, I got the that makes ya bump
So we gon this motherfucker right on up
here's a toast to the boogie while I step on in
So put lighters in the air and let the smoke kick in
I got the motion, the
and Priest hit the groove everything is in motion
We coastin through the neighborhood and around
And all of my homies on lock down, or underground
Man, I found the only way to put mine down is to dip, skip with the homies from the Dogg Pound
Sup, Bow-Wow, how my feelin?
Oh, I'm on the money to get a pocket full of millions
Sicilians, we do it mafioso
Doggy style, Dogg Pound, Death Row is the
I do it by my cause I'm true to the code
Plus I die with the homies cause that's all I know
Who started with me, who with me
thick and thin we heartless-ass G's
Regardless, let's see with biphocles, try the loco's
And y'all wonder why they despise my
I fooled you crystals, rap spittin like clips do
I dismiss you, me and my click, fool

May I (may... I), may I funk you?
(repeat x4)

To be a rolla, you need a pistola
And about a a key of some Coca Cola
Now that I got older, I got a little
And I trip to get a chip off my nigga's shoulder
Maaann, of a gangsta, being like Cagney
or Bogie, but Snoop
Ain't no follower, man, I'm a general, so when I put it down I gots to be so
I'm quick to bust, just like Daz
But that's the little homie,and I'm the big homie, Don Corleone
Spittin three words up in
As long as I'm bouncin with I know you likin this
Fo' sho tho, you take my photo
I'm or throwin up DPG in a grey fo'do
Get pushed downtown in the back of a car
The Double R the dirt to the stars

Well in verse three, the see?
After part two, know when I to plot there be a heart, too
And the two of us, gonna show you how we do,
I thought you we bust
I demolish, polished, got no time to rust
No dividing, cause it's never too much, like Luthor
Cause ya see ain't no
that can get the scoop on the supa-dupa
I abuse the tactics, you used to drastics
I to mash like Land Cruisers
You know I the bomb digga-dee, bomb-bazee
They get with the D-O double G
You no o' me slash ceremony
thangs, pullin strings call him Snoop pesci
Lessons, blessin', manifest me
wanna test me, I'm guaranteed to let it rest, see?

x3

May I?