Luyện nghe bài hát My Mic Sounds Nice

Are you
Yo, Hurb, it from 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 beat
A-keep on and you don't
Rockin' on, rockin' on

I'm the on the mic and it's true when I say that
The Pepa MC is to stay and you know
If I was a book I sell
'Cause every on my body got a story to tell, yeah
Word 'em up, 'em up 'cause
I'm so fly, can deny
The girl hasn't born that 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 tell 'em why you go

I'm oh-aye, I'm on, I'm on
Yes I'm oh-aye, I'm so on
a grasshopper hoppin' on the morning lawn
Like a needle on a record when it plays a
Little 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 a little 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?)
you're a Babble-On MC (That's right)
You on the microphone about what you wish
But could be, so please
Don't tell me how you're rock
Don't brag the things that you ain't got
Don't feed me lies now I'm full
My cow died, I don't need your bull

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

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

about now as you can see
In the to be
not talking about geometry
History or
So Sandy D. it to me
Why do they call you the MC?
You mean you don't Uh-uh 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 make one and all
I don't play, I slay when the mic's in my
The room temperature a hundred and four
You can eggs on the floor
The pressure soars, the crowd, roar
Sweat will drip down to drawers
The Pepa MC is hot ice
And I paid the price to make the mic nice

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