Luyện nghe bài hát My Buddy

I'd like to know are you for some super-dynamite soul?
Introducing the greatest entertainer
The amazing Mr. Beat himself
The hardest working beatbox in business, Ready Rock

Ready, Rock, Ready Rock C
Tell 'em your name, 'em your name
Rock, Ready Rock, Ready Rock, Ready Rock C
That was Ready, Ready Rock, Ready Rock

Hey, man, up, man
I think I tell 'em a little about this man
Aight, break it down, Ready, it down

Please pay attention to my
So I can tell you all this pal of mine
He's my buddy, my best
When it's a beat I need, a beat he'll lend

I wanna time out to talk about him
'Cause frankly I don't what I would do without him
We work together like a medical
When I'm backin' Ready up, I'm Prince up too

Tryin' to beat us? That doesn't make any
He's Ready C an' I'm the Fresh Prince
In the rap industry, we're at first
Ain't a better in the whole universe

So if you wanna battle, future looks muddy
you just can't beat my buddy

Word, it down, break it down, Ready

We've won so many battles, think it's a trick
That when the crowd gets to judge, it's us that pick
They see Ready's an' then they hear my voice
To choose us as the winners is the choice

Because after battle, we remain on top
'Cause it's not the way we look, it's the way that we
So if you thought you wanted to battle, bust rhyme
Just keep it an' I'm sure that I can change your

There was ten whack tryin' to play high post
One crew got bold an' they to boast
I said, "Y'all up an' get back in line"
But they refused, what happened So now there's nine

Nine whack crews' tryin' to like this
They bitin' my rhymes an' just couldn't resist
I said, Please bitin', please don't imitate
But they kept on bitin', so there's now eight

whack crews' poppin' big time trash
Tellin' us that in a battle we last
The started at ten thirty an' by quarter of eleven
Was no longer eight crews, how many was There was seven

Seven crews' in a football huddle
Tryin' to figure out their rebuttal
They came out strong, think they thought they ultimate
But we just 'em an' dismissed, so now there's six

Six crews' tryin' to be tough
Who the hell 'em they could rock the mic like us
We got down the business, didn't pop no jive
We just 'em out, so now there's five

Five whack lined up in the hallway
All perpetratin' they're read to play
My secretary out, she asked for one more
got scared an' left, so now there's four

Four whack outside playin' around
I said, I'll take you all on, now how does that
Not one had enough to pick up that mic
I said, "Okay, let you go, psych"

That's the moral of story
Never try to me an' Ready Rock's glory
'Cause if you do, your looks muddy
'Cause you can't beat, me an' my buddy

Word, yeah, ay, Rock, hold up, hold up, hold up, man
Wait a minute, wait a minute, wait a
What, man, C'mon man, man, I wonder
Can, can I just the record for a second?