Luyện nghe bài hát Mic Checka

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

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

to get buck wild
Call me butterfingers, I dippedy-drop 'nuff styles
eeny meeny miney moe
Shiggedy-bop, bap I'll a rapper by his toe
I my pages when I figgedy-feel the flavor
I the friendly skies, so now I be a sky pager
I the funka
The rough nestle cruncher, word to bunker
me the mike and I'll liggedy-light it up like uncle fester
Microphone checka, one two
I take no shorts, I'm not the fella
I can even act: stella,
Yo stella, here the bum rush, maybe
No static, I niggedy-knows kids than um, bebe
So higgedy-hey hey hey not dwayne but I got
I biggedy-bust rhymes like slick rick shots
So when I the funk, I'll be the ill funk freaka
I stiggedy-stole an apple from this bum bonita
So riggedy-rub-a-dub I got the lip to ya flip
heads with erik sherman and my man parish smith

Kiggedy-kiss my grits, the jingle
I bruise but snooze like rip van winkle
So twinkle, twinkle, twinkle star
I sliggedy-slam dunk like kareem
Numbskull, I piggedy-pump up like reebok
I friggedy-freak the stuff that makes a camel lose his humps,
So wiggedy-where's the beef, um
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 hawaii five-o