Luyện nghe bài hát My Mic Sounds Nice

Are you
Yo, Hurb, take it the top, one, two

My mic nice, check one
My mic nice, check two
My mic nice, check three

Are you
To y'all, to the beat y'all?
A-keep on and you don't
on, keep rockin' on

I'm the queen on the mic and it's when I say that
The Pepa MC is here to and you know
If I was a book I would
'Cause every curve on my body got a story to tell,
Word 'em up, w-word 'em up
I'm so fly, can deny
The girl hasn't been born can deal with I
Me, D., undoubtably def
Don't to be dressed, I'm fresh to the flesh
Yes, so tough you know it is a
Now Salt, get on the mic, and 'em why you go crush

I'm oh-aye, I'm on, I'm on
Yes I'm oh-aye, I'm so on
Like a hoppin' on the morning lawn
Like a on a record when it plays a song
Like Boy Blue blowin' on his horn
And you I got to be on
Mcs rockin' and shockin', but it won't
on the mic, and I'm kickin', ask
Me no questions, tell no lies
It's just a warning, a word to the wise
You been hopin' and scopin', and prayin'
But on the bottom is where staying

You're wack, I you understood
You're not related to me so you never be good
I know you come from (And you know why?)
'Cause you're a MC (That's right)
You babble on the microphone about you wish
But never be, so please
Don't tell me how you're rock
Don't about the things that you ain't got
Don't feed me lies 'cause now I'm
My cow just died, I need your bull

Yo, yo, my mic up a little bit
One, two, one, two, alright,

My mic nice, check one
My mic sound nice, two
My mic nice, check three

about now as you can see
In the to be
We're not about geometry
or biology
So D. explained it to me
Why do call you the Pepa MC?
You mean you don't Uh-uh that's a shame
OK Salt, let me

I'm hot a fire, burned down, diminished
Oh, now I see! Chill, let me
I make one and all understand
I don't play, I slay the mic's in my hand
The room temperature reaches a and four
You can scramble on the floor
The pressure soars, the crowd, they
will drip down to your drawers
The MC is like hot ice
And I paid the price to the mic sound nice

about the rest, yes, I don't jest
You're blessed with one of America's
So I think y'all better count blessings
When Salt's in the house, hell's in
It's a fact that I wax
Mcs out are gonna get taxed
Rockin' to my funky
I'm a trip so I know you're gonna for me
'Cause this is the year all men
Female MCs is movin' up
Salt and Pepa is biz
You know the color of this, you know what it is
"Super" is the strength of the bass
"Nature" describes our pretty
Turning out a doubt
Make no mistake, is in the house
Yeah, it out
it out