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

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

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

It at a jam, some kid tried to sham on the program
So I had to the lamb and show him who I am
So I just set it off on my
Freakin' the funk as I hit em crazy metaphors

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

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

Now you can flea off, releasin' me G, be
To the great MC
Then I throw em I lean and mean to spark
So I can school ass just like Joe Clark

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

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

how I did 'em, 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
how I did 'em

I was out flex, cold, sex in a Lex
Sippin' on a Beck's, pumpin' the of Das EFX
Drive down 125th my man
And what did I see, bein' sold at the

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

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

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

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

No
So I just my man, aiyyo
the tapes in the Lexus
Then we burned his whole stand down like Waco, Texas

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

Give it your shot, bring it with all you got
And watch the I drop just rock your knot
'Cause it wise to address me
I wouldn't advise a to test me

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

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