Luyện nghe bài hát May I - Lil Malik

Now... who got the beat makes ya bump?
And who got the bump that ya thump?
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 your in the air and let the smoke kick in
I got the motion, the
and once Priest hit the groove is in motion
We coastin through the neighborhood and around
And all of my homies on down, or either underground
Man, I done found the 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 mission to get a pocket full of
Like Sicilians, we do it
Doggy style, Dogg Pound, Death Row is the
I do it by my lonely cause I'm to the code
Plus I die with the homies that's all I really know
Who started me, who departed with me
thick and thin we heartless-ass G's
Regardless, let's see with biphocles, don't try the
And y'all wonder why despise my vocals
I fooled you like crystals, rap like clips do
When I you, me and my click, fool

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

To be a high rolla, you a pistola
And a half a key of some Coca Cola
Now I got older, I got a little colder
And I don't to get a chip off my nigga's shoulder
Maaann, dreams of a gangsta, being Cagney
or Bogie, but Snoop
Ain't no follower, man, I'm a general, so when I put it I gots to be so orignal
I'm to bust, just like Daz Dillinger
But that's the homie,and I'm the big homie, Snoop Don Corleone
Spittin three up in lightnin
As long as I'm bouncin with this I know you likin
Fo' sho tho, you can't take my
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 verse three, the see?
After part two, know when I start to plot be a heart, too
And the two of us, gonna show you how we do,
I you knew we bust
I demolish, polished, got no time to rust
No dividing, multiplying cause it's never too much, like
Cause ya see ain't no
that can get the scoop on the supa-dupa
I the tactics, you ain't used to drastics
I choose to 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 master
Runnin thangs, pullin call him Snoop pesci
Lessons, blessin', manifest me
Don't wanna me, I'm guaranteed to let it rest, see?

x3

May I?