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 nice, check three

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

I'm the queen on the mic and it's true when I say
The Pepa MC is to stay and you know
If I was a book I would
'Cause every on my body got a story to tell, yeah
Word 'em up, w-word 'em up
I'm so fly, nobody can
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 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 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, tell no lies
just a little warning, a word to the wise
You hopin' and scopin', layin' and prayin'
But on the bottom is where you're

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 a Babble-On MC (That's right)
You babble on the microphone about what you
But never be, so please
Don't tell me how you're gonna
Don't brag about the things you ain't got
feed me lies 'cause now I'm full
My cow just died, I don't need bull

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

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

Right now as you can see
In the to be
We're not about geometry
History or
So Sandy D. it to me
Why do call you the Pepa MC?
You mean you don't know? Uh-uh that's a
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 don't play, I when the mic's in my hand
The temperature reaches a hundred 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 make the mic nice

Forget about the rest, yes, I jest
You're with one of America's best
So I think y'all better count blessings
When Salt's in the house, in session
It's a that I will wax
Mcs out are gonna get taxed
Rockin' to my beat
I'm a so I know you're gonna fall for me
'Cause is the year all men fear
Female MCs is movin' up
and Pepa is strictly biz
You know the of this, you know what time it is
"Super" is the of the boomin' bass
"Nature" describes our face
Turning out without a
Make no mistake, Queens is in the
Yeah, it out
it out