Luyện nghe bài hát That Y'all

Changed my man.
"Makin y'all."
Gotta get the cash gotta get the
Gotta keep my
Gotta get the gotta get the dough
Peace to Brentwood Town
I'm smoother than Lex your whipping
with the and pinion
and tires that be gripping
I wonder if MC's really know
Mack's eternal bought to you
while in ten feet, of
I the mic and turn in-to Ali Baba
With just a dabber, my rhymes are to grab ya
I got funk the bass and soul
Cause I've been rockin on the mic since nine old
And I can groove with that, fat
rhymers you're soupin that
MC's a headache
and where 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 than Lee
to fix MC's after I my flavor
Puff and Puff and blow the House
is what the do whenever I get down
Gettin down, (get down)
One two, Mack man's in effect
get the cash gotta get the dough
Move the funk
Cause we the moves on down
Kick the funk, hahhhh.
I'm like the rapper, known to man
Got MC's meltin in and not inside my hand (c'mon)
And you can try to, write a
but the pace that I race'll you lookin like a old timer (old timer)
Do you want to pay a visit, to rhyme (aheh)
that'll leave you standin colder than a blizzard (AHH)
engagin, extra blazin
Who's you fazin? Power ain't more amazin (amazin)
flipper, flip-a-rhyme=a-ripper (uh-huh, say what)
Rip-a-rhyme-double-dipper you talkin on my zipper
I to know who's been naughty or nice
with the device, turnin men into mice (yeah)
I can funk back and forth, forth and back
Ride more super rhymes against the track, em Mack (tell em)
I got Bad Boy as my (that's right)
As we on the funk called MC subtract
Got for days, got rhymes to amaze (uh-huh, c'mon)
Got the brand new funk, here's the new craze boyeee
the dope (one two)
We all of the funk on down (yeah)
get the cash gotta 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 while you a pound (whoo!)
Supercagafragalistic type of MC
That be me, could not see (can't see)
I don't the pressure, of an MC aggressor
that I got a rhyme for in my top
Mack, Bad Boy representin
Fat Funkster be gettin, for Fat Funk be (c'mon)
It's this man's turn to
Since my birth, a now is MC's worth (c'mon)
And MC's are nuttin but a joke-a a toke-a
Smoke than the Ayatollah
nuttin ever stop the Craig Mack plans
to grab MC's, and em in my hands (as we get busier)
Like I said before, here the Mack
in black, to make you see mad graphics
As we get
in nine-four with the funk that on the floor
get the cash gotta get the dough