Luyện nghe bài hát Rock The Bells

L.L. J. is hard as hell
Battle I don't care who you tell
I excel, all fail
I'm gonna crack shells, Double-L must rock the

You've been and debatin' for oh so long
starvin' like Marvin for a Cool J. song
If you and thought I died, you definitely was wrong
It took a thought, I brought Cut Creator along
up with E-Love down with the Cool J. force
Symbolizin' in the rhymin' for the record of
I'm a full of power with rain and hail
Cut Creator scratch the record with his
Rock the

The king of crowd finally is back
My is your choice as the hottest wax
as a wizard, just a blizzard, I ain't taken no crap
I'm rhymin' and designin' with girl in my lap
The bass is always stickin' cause you like it that way
You take a step because it's def and it's by Cool J.
Cut Creator on the fader, my man
We rock the so very well cause that's the name of this jam
Rock the

Some girl's will like this jam and some girls
Cause I make a lot of money and boyfriend don't
L.L. went to hell, rock the bells
All you washed up rappers want to do well
Rock the

Now I'm world-wide known, whether you it or not
My one man band is Cut Creator a.k.a.
He'll never skip it, only rip it when on the fader
What's my DJ's name, Cut
Now you know the episode on the wheels
He'll drive the cross like a cut mobile
So with a slice that you know he's greater
my DJ's name, Cut Creator
Now you know, do you know, Earl roles the weed
I go to the and get Old Gold
So all you lookin' nappy headed girls get back
Cause a ten to one chance that you might get smacked
Rock the

The bells are circulatin' the blood in veins
Why are girlies on the tip, L.L.'s your
Cut good, Cool J. is good-good
You bring the wood pecker, I'll the wood
The bells are wippin' and at your body and soul
Why do you like Cool J., we like rock and
it ain't the glory days with Bruce Springsteen
I'm not a virgin so I I'll make Madonna scream
You Michael and Prince all the way, ever sense
If their beats were made of meat, then they would to be mince
the bells

So to the lines of rhyme, I rhyme on time
He'll cut the record in a second, make your DJ blind
So all you jerry-curl suckers wearin' boots
Like ballerinas, I mean is you're a fruit-loop troop
All you gonna-be(s), want to-be(s), will you learn
Want to be like Cool J., you wait your turn
Some suckers like me, but I'm not concerned
Six-g (s) for minutes is the pay I earn
I'm growin' and glowin' like a blaze
Do you like Michael Jackson, we Cool J.
right, I'm on the mic with the help of the bells
There's no delayin' what I'm as I'm rockin' you well
the bells