Luyện nghe bài hát My Mic Sounds Nice

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

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

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

I'm the queen on the mic and true when I say that
The MC is here to stay and you know
If I was a book I would
'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 hasn't 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 '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 grasshopper hoppin' on the morning
Like a needle on a record when it a song
Like Boy Blue blowin' 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 been hopin' and scopin', and prayin'
But on the is where you're staying

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

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

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

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

I'm hot like a fire, burned down,
Oh, now I see! Chill, let me
I wanna make one and all
I play, I slay when the mic's in my hand
The room temperature a hundred and four
You can eggs on the floor
The pressure soars, the crowd, roar
Sweat drip down to your drawers
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 y'all better count your blessings
When in the house, hell's in session
It's a that 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 up here
and Pepa is strictly biz
You the color of this, you know what time it is
"Super" is the of the boomin' bass
"Nature" describes our face
Turning out a doubt
Make no mistake, Queens is in the
Yeah, it out
it out