Luyện nghe bài hát That's How I Did 'em

Daddy, Daddy, tell me a of how you took out that wack MC
No, Daddy, tell how you beat down that bootlegger
Daddy, Daddy tell us a

Heh, heh, alright, alright, alright y'all,
Come on y'all, crowd around, now okay, c'mon
Y'all just sit there and listen, I'ma tell you the MC
And I'ma you about the bootlegger, okay
Here we go

It happened at a jam, kid tried to sham on the program
So I had to silence the lamb and him who I am
So I set it off on my competitor
Freakin' the funk as I hit em with metaphors

Like back up off me Dukes, because trippin'
You better dry cranium off, cause your brain is slippin'
You beatin' me is somethin' that I
The only way you could bake Kane is workin' in a house

No man can withstand the Kane flow
I so much flavor that my shoes look like a rainbow
You need a whole lot of practice, you thought you was
On the so I took you out like taxes

Now you can flea off, me G, easy be
To the great MC
Then I throw em I lean and mean record to
So I can school that ass just like Joe

Next I translated, my rap is educated
And made it complicated for him to it
My dexterity, put him in of me
And had his mind bewildered by he was hearin' see

That was to slow his whole train of thought down
So I just speeded the pace up than enough for him to come around
I triple the words, when makin' the rhymes, the rhythm
Puttin' his mind in a and, oh yeah, that's how I did 'em

That's how I did 'em, how I did 'em
That's how I did em, how I did 'em
That's how I did em, how I did 'em
how I did 'em

I was out flex, cold, sex in a Lex
on a Beck's, pumpin' the remix of Das EFX
Drive down with my man
And what did I see, bein' sold at the

A bunch of tapes that he had claim on it
So I snatched everything my name on it
And give me that Kool G. rap tape, and give me that Ice
And all the Wu-Tang joints, they're my boys too

A man to make a livin', I can't knock it
But now you to take money out of my pocket
to Miz, what the problem is, is that the kids
Didn't buy it The Wiz, they bought your shaky fibs so

Now it's time to move him off the
Pass me the 'cause I might make a body rock
And break down sixteen shots
That's Eight Seven' on a undercover

Bootlegger, you're than a beggar
Makin' a profit, stop it
'Cause I work hard for the money, to make flow
To another come along and take my dough

No
So I just told my man,
Throw the tapes in the
Then we burned his whole stand down just Waco, Texas

And then I jumped on the brother, rage
his ribcage, damn did he get slayed
'Cause I don't he even know whatever hit him
beware, cause yeah I did em

That's how I did 'em, how I did 'em
how I did 'em, that's how I did 'em
That's how I did 'em, how I did 'em
how I did 'em

Give it your best shot, bring it all you got
And the bombs I drop just rock your knot
'Cause it ain't to address me
I wouldn't advise a schoolteacher to me

'Cause I don't just do em, I run em
And I just hurt, uh uh, I body work em
Lyrical torture, never could ya
For steppin' to me, agony is what it ya

'Cause you never seen this type of genius
could never be touched, and I mean this
So one love, I'ma leave you with the
Ain't no to go off, cause yo hon know I did em

That's how I did 'em, how I did 'em
That's how I did 'em, how I did 'em
how I did 'em, that's how I did 'em
how I did 'em