Luyện nghe bài hát One Time Freestyle

[ dj red ]
Yo, johny c and box, it freestyle, one time

[ 1: johny c ]
The beat is pumpin, party's jumpin, makes you the ground
Suckers starin while I'm you to try to get down
I'm and I'm rollin out on any mc
He's not happy, that's a smile of jealousy
Cold crushin and I'm dustin, suckers behind
I could never be took, cause what's is mine
And I'm just realizin, I'm only
Girlies are in trance, in cold sweat
When I snap my fingers you shall all out of it
I'm elevated, the greatness created
And I thank God I finally made it
My beat is uptown, no, I trade it
Makin big and none's drug-related
My dj's ready red, and he could never be
So push 'power' and hear the grand wizard fade it

Yo box
[ verse 2: box ]
The time has come that I and you observe
You challenge competition, you lack the nerve
I'm your and come prior to ya, you gotta accept
And I be makin cash money, you a cassette
With a motive and a four-wheel drive
Keep you punks lined up, will survive
I know you steal from rappers like a rat on the hunt
Therefore your rhyme is just ? ? ? , so yo, don't
Juke box the undisputed power on the scene
Representin 5th ward, not hollis,
But if you know from the country, crushin kamikazie
You ain't on my mission, break out, see I you
Break fool and terrorize in sight
And never to book em when you get uptight

[ 3: johny c ]
Now I'm the of rhyme, and all of you cry
And I'm by the beat and all you suckers who try
To defeat the undefeated johny c has the
To the wonderboy, and any of mankind
Cause I'm never caught slippin, performance is and
Like a hoe your ride my jock, I as well start pimpin
of destruction, invincible song
Runnin from the of rap, though I'm king-kong
Cause I'm shakin the nation, tearin down tank
Only once I lost a battle, then I the sucker neck
It was an mc named (toy) he was a (boy)
Disc jockey farted as he to defeat the mccoy
I'm a rhyming rap wizard, rhymes are venom
Bite em, die, and I just say "to hell with him"
Why should I care for you suckers out
Shoot you down in battle, you still scream "unfair!"
Time for a rumble in this concrete
Whiz that take a quiz, shoot you in one bundle
My are motivating, your body responds
With the center people gettin funky for mine
I'm a rapper, I'm through with ya, (tug of war)
confiscating (and raiding) and still the boys are hardocre

[ verse 4: box ]
box, the rhyme performer performin a rhyme
I'm the sun, muthafucka, now watch me shine
Spread light across the land, I'm the man
The original party of an uptown jam
You my style will never fade, you punks get slayed
I'm to rock, there's money to be made
The rap pro keepin you on the go
Purchase, go buy a to see my show
Because I made a lot of cash, we you fast
But now you're jockin the box and I don't need dumb ass

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[ red ]
Yo c and box, man
I want y'all to chill out, man
the mic, man
I'ma you how y'all rock this thing one time, man
Y'all know how to a uptown jam
Let's me you what's up here, man
You know I'm sayin?
Grand wizard dj red in
Word, this

[ verse 5: dj red ]
My is where I roam, turntable's my peace
And in creation is a
Because my music's my mind, cuttin with rhymes
Snappin fingers, clappin hands, shakin
Tearin up the place with the galore
my own world, we're no amateurs
Because I stayed in my till my knowledge improved
Got busy tryin to the groove
You know I cut and scratched I get it right
So now I rock a party morning, and night
You know I be jammin my musical skill
My hands are deadly on the of steel
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