Luyện nghe bài hát Mic Checka

Riggidy-raow, ziggidy gadzuks, I go, so
on, g-geronimo, yo
I biggedy-burn riggedy-rubber I blabber great
I the wonder twins deactivate
It's crazy, I'm biggedy-breakin' backs and lips
I friggedy-freaked gladys and those freakin' pips
Shrimps, I miggedy-make enough like bamm-bamm
Throw from bedrock you'll get dropped, I slam man
So it
I riggedy-wreck it quick, aw
I giddedy-got the big like daddy warbucks
I the coca-cabana
Banana
spit, so sit
I it from here to bangladesh
I flesh plus I get fresh like this
Swish, swiggedy-swooshed kid, get it done
Swooshed for fun, I like no one
I biggedy-bum riggedy-rush chiggedy-chumps, I'm
I shake 'em up and down like the down average
I'm cocky, like rocky, I the best
So tiggedy-tell your friend, chump, 'cause comes das efx

A-higgedy-hoy there matey, I to flow
My nights are live-er than joe piscopo
So yo, the bait for charlie tuna
See I be the boogie banger, esiason's the boomer
I'm higgedy-hots to trot, I giggedy-gots the
Jewels plus dreads, so toots, me goldilocks
I ciggedy-catch the from peter jennings
Do a spin the mag and I slide like peggy fleming
Or a a fag and choke 'em up until he squeals
I hawiian punched the captain and now I'm with tenille
I steel, I got a big gun
I'm freaking the track from brooklyn, yo, brooklyn's where I'm from

to get buck wild
Call me butterfingers, 'cause I 'nuff styles
Iggedy eeny meeny moe
Shiggedy-bop, bap I'll a rapper by his toe
I my pages when I figgedy-feel the flavor
I fliggedy-fly the skies, so now I be a sky pager
I the funka
The nestle cruncher, word to arch bunker
Give me the and I'll liggedy-light it up like uncle fester
checka, one two checka
I take no shorts, I'm not the fella
I can act: stella, stella
Yo stella, here ciggedy-comes the bum rush,
No static, I niggedy-knows more than um, bebe
So higgedy-hey hey hey not dwayne but I got
I biggedy-bust rhymes like slick rick busts
So when I friggedy-freaks the funk, be the ill funk freaka
I stiggedy-stole an from this bum named bonita
So I got the lip to make ya flip
Bustin heads with erik sherman and my man smith

my grits, check the jingle
I diggedy-don't but snooze like rip van winkle
So twinkle, twinkle, twinkle little
I sliggedy-slam dunk like abdul-jabbar
Numbskull, I piggedy-pump up reebok pumps
I the stuff that makes a camel lose his humps, chumps
So the beef, um chief
He the mold like the gold that's on his teeth
I rocks 'em, I socks 'em, I drops 'em,
So sit down, hut one, hut two
I diggedy dot my i's, and my tiggedy-t's, bro
I swiggedy-swing more action than five-o