Luyện nghe bài hát May I - Lil Malik

Now... who got the that makes ya bump?
And who got the bump that ya thump?
Well, I got the funk that ya bump
So we gon funk this right on up
Well here's a toast to the boogie I step on in
So put lighters in the air and let the smoke kick in
I got the motion, the
and once Priest hit the everything is in motion
We coastin through the and lookin around
And all of my homies on down, or either underground
Man, I done found the only way to put 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 lonely I'm true to the code
Plus I die with the homies cause that's all I know
Who started me, who departed with me
Through and thin we heartless-ass G's
Regardless, let's see with biphocles, try the loco's
And y'all why they despise my vocals
I fooled you like crystals, rap like clips do
I dismiss you, me and my click, fool

May I (may... I), may I with 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 colder
And I don't trip to get a chip off my shoulder
Maaann, of a gangsta, being like Cagney
or Bogie, but Doggy
Ain't no follower, man, I'm a general, so when I put it I gots to be so orignal
I'm quick to bust, just Daz Dillinger
But that's the little homie,and I'm the big homie, Don Corleone
Spittin three up in lightnin
As long as I'm with this I know you likin this
Fo' sho tho, you can't my photo
I'm layin or throwin up DPG in a grey
Get around downtown in the back of a car
The Double R from the dirt to the

Well in three, the worst see?
After two, know when I start to plot there be a heart, too
And the two of us, gonna show you how we do,
I you knew we bust
I demolish, stay polished, got no time to
No dividing, multiplying cause never too much, like Luthor
Cause ya see ain't no
that can get the on the supa-dupa Snoop-a
I abuse the tactics, you ain't used to
I choose to mash like Cruisers
You know I izzit the bomb digga-dee,
They get with the D-O double G
You no o' me master ceremony
Runnin thangs, pullin strings call him pesci
Lessons, blessin', stressin' me
Don't wanna me, I'm guaranteed to let it rest, see?

x3

May I?