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
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 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 born that can deal with I
Me, D., undoubtably 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 hoppin' on the morning lawn
a needle on a record when it plays a song
Like Little Boy Blue on his horn
And you I got to be on
Mcs and shockin', but it won't last
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', layin' and
But on the is where you're staying

wack, I thought you understood
You're not to me so you could never be good
I know you come from Babylon (And you why?)
you're a Babble-On MC (That's right)
You babble on the microphone about what you
But could be, so please
Don't tell me how you're rock
brag about the things that you ain't got
Don't feed me lies 'cause now I'm
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 sound nice, two
My mic sound nice, three

Right now as you can see
In the to be
We're not talking geometry
History or
So D. explained 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, down, diminished
Oh, now I see! Chill, let me
I make one and all understand
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, they
will drip down to your drawers
The Pepa MC is hot ice
And I paid the price to the mic sound nice

about the rest, yes, I don't jest
You're blessed one of America's best
So I y'all better count your blessings
When Salt's in the house, hell's in
a fact that I will wax
Mcs out are gonna get taxed
to my funky beat
I'm a so I know you're gonna fall for me
'Cause this is the all men fear
MCs is movin' up here
Salt and is strictly biz
You know the color of this, you know what it is
"Super" is the strength of the boomin'
"Nature" describes our pretty
Turning out a doubt
Make no mistake, Queens is in the
Yeah, it out
it out