Luyện nghe bài hát Right Now

Right here right

uh huh
Uh huh
Ah y'all what that is yo uh huh (E Dub)
Uh huh uh huh y'know what is word up
(Wax and tax em) The Squadron PMD Sermon
(Millenium Ducats) Yo yo uh huh
Def Jam

Excuse me! I'm tryin to a mere buck or two
Yo my E Dub so who the fuck are you?
I'm lockin it down now and that
I'm the bigga nigga, supreme vigor with cap
Hold your gat, I control the sound
If the beat grabs you up, hold yourself down
Captivates, it raw to the kick and snare
UHH-HUH YEAH YEAH

I love it when my dangles
Could see stars, like the
you approach me, adress me as Mr. like Bojangles
Death Decepticon, bad intentions we reppin on
Microphones, step in the set and flexin on
big man, don't lose focus and watch the quicksand
Kill the drama, my nigga lean on cats, like a
it, Erick and Parrish Millenium Ducats
Fully flossed out, two G's, Fisherman

Who? got checks to cash
What what? Drop for the clubs to blast
When? Right now, so my crew could
Where? Right here, get the and stash

Who? EPMD got checks to
What what? Drop bombs for the to blast
When? Right now, so my crew could
Where? Right here, get the money and

Aiyyo what's that song, that got the dude
Playin the fool, hittin the bong with and Chong
What? Me and Mic Doc rock the like we're up
With more technique, Bruce Lee with num-chuks (wha-TAH)
Pure player, my rap athletic
seven albums rap calisthetics
EPMD now to getcha
a blow, you coulda sworn Roy Jones hit ya

Cats can't hold me, and Parrish, we hold the trophy
Scorn your team all day so I suggest you change your
Cause I'm hype again, with E Double, on the mic
Crack a 40, a L, then pop a ?Perkadan?
Straight off tiggy, ridin shotgun my niggy
No diggy, E and P tight like Lenny and
Sundullah, no one cooler the rap ruler
And to the cats out there frontin, yo, you can't us

Who? got checks to cash
What what? Drop for the clubs to blast
When? Right now, so my crew flash
Where? Right here, get the and stash

Aiyyo, stop, drop, and roll, we on
And we stop rockin til we retire
Who said we Out of That there was a liar
I'm Sammy Sosa, and P's Mark
Home run hitters, with tar beneath the eye
If you hate me, do it now, try
I'm lethal, take it back to EPMD third
And do it For My

I jump out the and hanglide
Hit the ice and
Niggaz get it, EPMD status, correct me if I'm
Mistaken, currently breakin and still bakin
Like Kevin to Footloose difference we keep the sytsem quakin
Dusk to dawn, word is
You with EPMD, Erick and Parrish, the shit is on
Cause we roll with a street team that posters
Quick to ya
Run up the gat cocked back, clap, and smoke ya

Who? got checks to cash
What what? bombs for the clubs to blast
Right now, so my crew could flash
Where? Right here, get the and stash