Luyện nghe bài hát That Y'all

Changed my man.
"Makin y'all."
get the cash gotta get the dough
Gotta keep my
Gotta get the gotta get the dough
Peace to Town Shipment
I'm smoother that Lex your whipping
with the rack and
and Firelli tires that be
Sometimes I wonder if really know
Mack's eternal bought to you
in ten feet, of snow
I the mic and turn in-to Ali Baba
With just a dabber, my rhymes are to grab ya
I got with the bass and soul
Cause I've been rockin on the mic since years old
And I can with that, stupid fat
rhymers when you're that
MC's catch a
and find some Nuprin's at
I'm on the like Magnum P.I., F.B.I.
for a man with the reason why
And it'll cost more Lee Majors
to fix MC's after I kicks my
Puff and and blow the House down
is what the Mack do whenever I get
down, boyeee (get down)
One two, Mack in full effect
Gotta get the cash get the dough
Move with the
Cause we makes the moves on
the funk, hahhhh. boyeee
I'm like the greatest rapper, to man
Got MC's meltin in mouth and not my hand (c'mon)
And you can try to, write a
but the pace I race'll have you lookin like a old timer (old timer)
Do you want to pay a visit, to exquisite (aheh)
that'll leave you standin colder a winter blizzard (AHH)
Mack's engagin, blazin
Who's you fazin? Power ain't more amazin (amazin)
Rhyme flipper, (uh-huh, say what)
Rip-a-rhyme-double-dipper while you on my zipper
I want to know who's been or nice
with the device, turnin grown men into (yeah)
I can flip back and forth, forth and back
Ride more rhymes against the track, tell em Mack (tell em)
I got Bad Boy as my (that's right)
As we kick on the funk MC subtract
Got for days, got rhymes to amaze (uh-huh, c'mon)
Got the brand new funk, here's the brand new boyeee
Mack the (one two)
We break all of the funk on (yeah)
Gotta get the gotta get the dough
Mo Bee, it.
Bustin out, in the
moves, with the flavor
One two, as we get
We gon' get this
on everybody, let's all get down
Got rhymes by the ton while you a pound (whoo!)
type of hyper MC
That be me, could not see (can't see)
I don't the pressure, of an MC aggressor
that I got a for in my top dresser
Craig Mack, Bad Boy
Fat Funkster be gettin, for Fat Funk be (c'mon)
It's this man's turn to
Since my birth, a penny now is worth (c'mon)
And MC's are nuttin but a joke-a take a
fatter than the Ayatollah
Can't nuttin stop the Craig Mack plans
to grab MC's, and em in my hands (as we get busier)
Like I said before, comes the Mack
in black, to make you see mad graphics
As we get
in nine-four the funk that hits on the floor
Gotta get the cash gotta get the