Luyện nghe bài hát Rock The Bells

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

You've been and debatin' for oh so long
Just 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
Evened up with E-Love with the Cool J. force
Symbolizin' in the rhymin' for the record of
I'm a tower of power with rain and hail
Cut Creator the record with his fingernail
the bells

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

Some girl's will like jam and some girls won't
I make a lot of money and your boyfriend don't
L.L. to hell, gonna rock the bells
All you washed up rappers want to do this
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 he's on the
my DJ's name, Cut Creator
Now you know the who's on the wheels
He'll drive the cross fader like a cut
So precise with a slice that you know he's
What's my DJ's name, Cut
Now you know, what do you know, Earl the weed
I go to the store and get Old
So all you crabby nappy headed girls get back
Cause a ten to one chance that you might get smacked
the bells

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

So listen to the lines of rhyme, I rhyme on
He'll cut the in a second, make your DJ look 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 J., you gotta wait your turn
Some suckers don't like me, but I'm not
Six-g (s) for twenty minutes is the pay I
I'm growin' and glowin' like a forest
Do you like Michael Jackson, we Cool J.
That's right, I'm on the mic with the of the bells
There's no delayin' what I'm sayin' as I'm you well
Rock the