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, tell them how you beat down that
Daddy, Daddy us a story

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

It happened at a jam, 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 with metaphors

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

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

Now you can off, releasin' 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 Joe Clark

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 everything he was see

That was enough to slow his whole 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 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
how I did em, that's 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 125th with my man
And what did I see, bein' sold at the

A bunch of bootleg tapes he had claim on it
So I snatched everything my name on it
And give me Kool G. rap tape, and give me that 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 money out of my pocket
Word to Miz, what the problem is, is the kids
Didn't buy it from The Wiz, they your shaky fibs so

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

Bootlegger, you're than a beggar
Makin' a fake profit, it
I work hard for the money, to make cash 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 just like Waco, Texas

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

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

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

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