Luyện nghe bài hát My Mic Sounds Nice

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

My mic nice, check one
My mic nice, check two
My mic nice, check 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 it's true I say that
The Pepa MC is to stay and you know
If I was a I would sell
'Cause curve on my body got a story to tell, yeah
Word 'em up, w-word 'em up
I'm so fly, nobody can
The hasn't been born that can deal with I
Me, Sandy D., 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
Like a grasshopper hoppin' on the lawn
Like a needle on a record when it plays a
Like Little Boy Blue blowin' on his
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 no lies
It's just a little warning, a to the wise
You been hopin' and scopin', and prayin'
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?)
'Cause a Babble-On 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 about the things that you ain't got
Don't feed me 'cause now I'm full
My cow just died, I don't your 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

about now as you can see
In the to be
We're not talking geometry
or biology
So D. explained it to me
Why do they call you the 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 don't play, I slay when the mic's in my
The room temperature reaches a hundred and
You can scramble eggs on the
The soars, the crowd, they roar
Sweat will drip down to 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 with one of America's
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
Rockin' to my beat
I'm a trip so I know you're fall for me
'Cause is the year all men fear
Female MCs is up here
Salt and is strictly 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 a doubt
Make no mistake, is in the house
Yeah, it out
it out