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

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

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

It happened at a jam, some kid tried to 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 crazy

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

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

Now you can flea off, releasin' me G, be
To the great MC
Then I throw em I and mean record to spark
So I can school that ass 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 mind bewildered by he was hearin' see

That was enough to slow his whole train of thought
So I just speeded the pace up more enough for him to come around
I triple the words, when the rhymes, whatever the rhythm
his mind in a prison and, oh yeah, 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
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
down 125th with my man
And what did I see, sold at the stand?

A bunch of bootleg tapes that he had on it
So I snatched everything with my on it
And me that 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 take out of my pocket
Word to Miz, what the is, is that the kids
Didn't buy it from The Wiz, they your shaky fibs so

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

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

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

And I jumped on the brother, with rage
his ribcage, damn did he get slayed
'Cause I don't think he even know 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 best shot, bring it with all you got
And watch the bombs I just rock your knot
it ain't wise to address me
I wouldn't advise a schoolteacher to me

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

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