Luyện nghe bài hát That Y'all

Changed my man.
"Makin y'all."
Gotta get the cash get the dough
keep my flow
Gotta get the cash get the dough
to Brentwood Town Shipment
I'm smoother than that Lex your
the rack and pinion
and Firelli tires be gripping
I wonder if MC's really know
Mack's eternal to burn you
while in ten feet, of
I grab the mic and turn in-to Ali
With just a dabber, my are guaranteed to grab ya
I got funk with the and soul
Cause I've been rockin on the mic nine years old
And I can groove with that, fat
when you're soupin that
MC's catch a
and find where 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 Puff and blow the House
is what the Mack do I get down
Gettin down, (get down)
One two, Mack man's in effect
Gotta get the cash get the dough
with the funk
Cause we makes the on down
Kick the funk, hahhhh.
I'm the greatest rapper, known to man
Got MC's in mouth and not inside my hand (c'mon)
And you can try to, write a
but the pace that I race'll have you 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)
engagin, extra blazin
Who's you fazin? Power Rangers ain't amazin (amazin)
Rhyme flipper, (uh-huh, say what)
while you talkin on my zipper
I want to know been naughty or nice
with the device, turnin grown men into (yeah)
I can flip funk back and forth, forth and
Ride super rhymes against the track, tell em Mack (tell em)
I got Bad Boy as my (that's right)
As we kick on the called MC subtract
Got flow for days, got rhymes to (uh-huh, c'mon)
Got the brand new funk, the brand new craze boyeee
the dope (one two)
We all of the funk on down (yeah)
Gotta get the cash get the dough
Mo Bee, it.
out, in the House
Makin moves, the flavor
One two, as we get
We gon' get this
Come on everybody, let's all get
Got rhymes by the ton you weighs a pound (whoo!)
Supercagafragalistic of hyper MC
That be me, twenty-twenty not see (can't see)
I don't feel the pressure, of an MC
that I got a for in my top dresser
Craig Mack, Bad Boy
Fat Funkster be gettin, for Fat Funk be (c'mon)
this man's turn to earn
Since my birth, a now is MC's worth (c'mon)
And MC's are nuttin but a joke-a take a
Smoke fatter than the
Can't nuttin stop the Craig Mack plans
to MC's, and crush em in my hands (as we get busier)
I said before, here comes the Mack
Power-packed in black, to make you see mad
As we get
in nine-four with the funk that hits on the
Gotta get the gotta get the dough