Luyện nghe bài hát The Funky Headhunter

Yo ham, whassup,
Whassup,
Ain't nothin' man, what you think 'bout all fellas
Out talking junk about you, man?

Oh, you 'bout them rap fools?
Oh, you know how do it, man
They talk pro-black, but they'll stab you in yo back
But you know, got to go
I can't even 'em

Yeah, so what you do, man?
I bust 'em in the back of they head

'em in the back of they head
For those lies that I know that they
Bust 'em in the of they head
For those lies that I know that said

Bust 'em in the back of head
For those lies I know that they said
Bust 'em in the back of head
For those lies I know that they said

It's the one you can't touch, it up, turn it up
A brand new cut for the Hammer to up
Suckers mad 'cause over 20 million sold
And now they try to diss 'cause can't get gold

I was born in a hole, now I'm in
(Yo, yo)
boy deep is the way we roll
(We roll)
I'm mackin' for the
Talkin' the on the tracks

The hammer don't hurt 'em are over
These are the of the payback, payback
I'm up on the hill down
Biggidy phat rap number one pound for pound, punks

Yeah, you runners, of Hammer
The headhunter

Bust 'em in the back of they
For those lies that I know that said
Bust 'em in the back of head
For those lies I know that they said

'em in the back of they head
For those lies that I know that they
Bust 'em in the of they head
For those lies that I know that they

Ya to play me soft, now ya set it off
If ya got on ya chest, let it off
'Cause we can get it on, don't let the dance steps ya
'Cause if I ya slippin', I'ma have to do ya, do ya

One to the chin, to the jaw
I know ya bustas perpetrating like ya raw
Mash it, it, search couldn't pass it
The trick's last album even go plastic
Some claiming towns that they even from
Some claiming hard, but never shot a gun, Bustas

Yeah, you runners, beware of
The funky

Bust 'em in the of they head
For those lies that I know that they
Bust 'em in the back of they
For those that I know that they said

Bust 'em in the back of head
For those lies that I that they said
'em in the back of they head
For those lies that I know that said

Bust 'em in the back, 'em, bust 'em, bust 'em in the back
Bust 'em in the back, 'em, bust 'em, bust 'em in the back
And watch those suckas dead

Straight from street, raised by the o.g.'s
slanged keys, but quick to drop them B's
Put 'em in the trunk and that no front
'Cause oak town didn't raise no punk

So sit up, get up, girls get lit up
Check it, Hammer with the unexpected, I wrecked it
Quik, I mad wicked, I didn't check the rhyme
'Cause Q-Tip couldn't it

And punk Redman, I hit you with the back son
Talk is cheap, it's time for some action
Gonna make you eat word that you said
And a trick you would end up dead, Red

But another talk about the and the pops
And the joking stops, I'ma knock off ya block
And watch ya drop the ya album straight flopped, Fool, Fool

runner, beware of hammer
The funky