Luyện nghe bài hát My Style, My Steelo

[Erick Sermon] You my style, you know my steelo (8X)

Verse One: Erick

I bring the for you brothers I jam like Smuckers
Don't udder because my is buttah
The roughneck, green-eyed,
For those girls who cry my style's (word em up)
I get Just-Ice, whenever I This
Even P.E. Can This
I Hollywood swing my to the basement
Leavin niggaz like how OJ's case went (yeah)
The grand imperial, with mad
Before you jump, into my yell GERONIM-OHH
my God, I rock toward the
Then I Set it Off, on the just for spite
The E Double bring the hahahHAHAHA

My style's
I'm sharper than a razor blade up in a black tuxedo
to Reggie Noble, and the Shaq
Forget Schwarzennegger, I'll be
You know my

[Erick Sermon] You know my style, you my steelo (4X)

Verse Two:

Coming straight from the sluggish part, of Newark, some niggaz
My styles act wild like Jurassic after dark
Tyranosaurus Rex the discotheque
I pose the threat, like an Arabian, up your stadiums
My milky flows Canals like Panama
So get camera, SNAP, swing back like Reggie Jax
Hoooaaa, HAH, nigga up in the sky
It's a bird, fuck, I took the frame, that's my
I put the Crypt Keeper in a sleeper, eureka here's the
got that I'm the ultimate funk
Pop the trunk, ALLRIGHTY
My friend, the maneveur
How I Ace niggaz like
My style's water like Evian, that's why you like
Stevie and how I get with Erick Sermon and
Shaq-Diesel and, I'm comin with the funk
Punks, how we go, you know my style
You my steelo

Sermon] You know my style, you know my steelo (4X)

Verse Three: Shaquille

Tall TWISM, afro-centric Asian, half-man
My skill be blazin, six million in to die
Grab this mic like
Burn baby baby burn, like Andre Rison house on fire
Follow me forth, follow me
Shaq's Illegal, watch me Get on this track
Yo I Gets Busy, more Speed than K. Reeves
You best believe, my loot's stacked up a RuPaul weave
Punks up to get plastered
Respect to Wu-Tang and OL DIRTY BASTARD
A lot of hoopers, tryin to play
TIM-BER!! They're all gonna fall
The world is mine, all
Quick to treat between the line Ray Charles ain't that blind
Pass me a Pepsi, that freakish Snapple
MC talkin then I will smash him with the alley apple
Erick Sermon, Redman,
Three macks, you look for wack you get smacked
Boom-pow-ping,
Shaq, is back in effect, so how's

[Erick Sermon] You know my style, you know my (8X)