Luyện nghe bài hát Squat!

Turn shit off man, what's wrong with you man?
You we got a party man, get the other record
(Here we go)
(Let it go)
Just one more time, from N Stonz'

the M I K E, ohh, to the D
I'm exquisite and V.I.P.
Tryin' to spread love like roots on a tree
Stayin' to this vision in the Y2G

Two G's got 'em it like the fleas
And Ad Rock got it locked like a cop
Now, Ad Rock, y'all remember me
The guy ya bit ya style off the TV

I score all day
My essays are felt
We four planets on the mic
Aligned retired all in the days
Game, too blam for these
(Baby, baby)

When I was nine, I played slime
Got rhymes ga-lot, got ga-limes
I got a like rhymes leavin' ya stung
I got my own crew the nasal tongue

Yo a few of these b-boys and call me in the mornin'
(Okay)
Keep it on the eye, bagel with some butterflies
Spit gritty like we in MCA's box
Y'all and my ox don't fit the mix

(Disc jock)
It be classic material kid
(Disc jock)
Got the calm cats their lid
(Disc jock)
You get off the rack

And buy plenty or more we got em by the
(Disc jock)
Got us walkin' all over the
For all the fly and all the fly girls
(Disc jock)
You can't get enough when we servin'

on Squat, come on Squat
Come on Squat, come on
Come on Squat, on Squat
on Squat, come on Squat

Now we'd like to introduce to you, Ad

Ad in the house you don't stop
It's the B E A S T I E B O Y S with the most
Don't mean to be crude, don't mean to be
But listen you can kiss my ass
(What?)
You heard my word, now Dove you play the
Get on the mic if you love all the

Well yeah, I got fishes swimmin' 'round my baracuda
in '82 I used to ride a street scooter
Called 'em cuter than pigtails, sales you 'em level
And smack you with a shovel and break lifestyle
(Oww)

Firm on the mic my days of a child
Got a Too Ill' to flash to police
The only beast I huddles with the Boys
Bringin' 'Noise' like P.E. to TV

Aiyyo, this beat's barefoot and
to the rhyme
And every made from scratch
Attached like to shell-toes
Thin spools that the herb
Mike what's the
(Word)

It's like the ooh-la-la,
Rhymin' over old like the Mardis Gras
Party people and bump they go, ooh, and they, ahh
And Mike D and Ad Rock down the De La

(Disc jock)
Get the dancin for real
(Disc jock')
Theater mass appeal
(Jock)

(Disc jock)
You can't get enough
So here's dose for you to feel
Put ya in it

Come on Squat, come on
Come on Squat, on Squat
on Squat, come on Squat
Come on Squat, come on

I'm good, damn good but also confused
This stuff from that's bein' misused
It's desirin', acquirin', tryin' to be Iverson
If it means and also conspirin'

Now, the people in the front, you do the bump,
The people in the back, they're not the whack,
The in the middle, come on and wiggle, wiggle
And the people on the side, we can all take a

In my VW I done an ep' or two
The in my hatchback y'all know I scratched that
Here to haystack, keep it in the Rolls
Skiddin' out to place my at the polls for Ad Rock

Well, I'm the the toe tapper, yes the clapper
From the middle school like the rapper
I'm known as an MC
You think I lose if you sleep on me?

It's the solid, pilot, here to fly
(Rock)
Reachin' too far for the eye
(Eye)
Miraculous beats over breaks in packages
Seen and all the
(All the globe)

Who thinks our joints is aight, a swab for ya ear
(To out ya lobe)
And listen to a few
two crews spittin' for the art of it
We takin' over but damn sure takin' part of it

Started it since we minced meat
You Sloppy went and took a bit of the corn dog
Stay there, play there
('Cuz pay there)
In the big old Santa bag got discs and now we out

off, signin' off, our work is done
So on party people
Have, have, fun
(Have, have)

(Let it go)
one more time, from 'Stix N Stonz'