Luyện nghe bài hát My Mic Sounds Nice

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

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

Are you
To rock y'all, to the y'all?
on and you don't stop
Rockin' on, keep on

I'm the queen on the mic and true when I say that
The Pepa MC is here to stay and you
If I was a book I sell
'Cause every on my body got a story to tell, yeah
'em up, w-word 'em up 'cause
I'm so fly, nobody can
The girl been born that can deal with I
Me, Sandy D., def
Don't need to be dressed, I'm to the flesh
Yes, so tough you it is a must
Now Salt, get on the mic, and tell 'em why you go

I'm oh-aye, I'm on, I'm on
Yes I'm oh-aye, I'm so on
Like a grasshopper hoppin' on the lawn
Like a on a record when it plays a song
Like Little Boy Blue on his horn
And you I got to be on
Mcs rockin' and shockin', but it last
on the mic, and I'm kickin', ask
Me no questions, I'll tell no
It's just a warning, a word to the wise
You hopin' and scopin', layin' and prayin'
But on the bottom is you're staying

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

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

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

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

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

Forget the rest, yes, I don't jest
You're blessed one of America's best
So I think better count your blessings
When in the house, hell's in session
It's a fact I will wax
Mcs out there are get taxed
to my funky beat
I'm a trip so I know gonna fall for me
this is the year all men fear
Female MCs is movin' up
Salt and Pepa is biz
You know the color of this, you what time it is
"Super" is the strength of the boomin'
"Nature" our pretty face
out without a doubt
Make no mistake, Queens is in the
Yeah, it out
it out