Luyện nghe bài hát May I - Lil Malik

Now... who got the beat that ya bump?
And who got the that makes ya thump?
Well, I got the that makes ya bump
So we gon funk motherfucker right on up
Well here's a toast to the boogie while I on in
So put your lighters in the air and let the kick in
I got the motion, the
and Priest hit the groove everything is in motion
We through the neighborhood and lookin around
And all of my homies on lock down, or underground
Man, I done found the only way to put mine down is to dip, skip with the homies from the Pound
Sup, Bow-Wow, how my nigga
Oh, I'm on the money to get a pocket full of millions
Like Sicilians, we do it
style, Dogg Pound, Death Row is the logo
I do it by my lonely cause I'm to the code
I die with the homies cause 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 biphocles, don't 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 with you?
(repeat x4)

To be a high rolla, you a pistola
And about a half a key of some Coca
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 like
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 little homie,and I'm the big homie, Don Corleone
three words up in lightnin
As long as I'm with this I know you likin this
Fo' sho tho, you can't take my
I'm layin or throwin up DPG in a fo'do
Get around downtown in the back of a car
The Double R from the dirt to the

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

x3

May I?