Luyện nghe bài hát The Funky Headhunter

Yo ham, whassup,
Whassup,
nothin' man, what you think 'bout all them fellas
Out there talking about you, man?

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

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

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

Bust 'em in the back of they
For those lies that I know that they
Bust 'em in the back of they
For those that 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 gettin' mad 'cause over 20 million
And now try to diss 'cause they can't get gold

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

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

Yeah, you runners, beware of
The funky

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

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

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 catch ya slippin', I'ma to do ya, do ya

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

Yeah, you runners, beware of
The headhunter

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

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

Bust 'em in the back, bust 'em, bust 'em, bust 'em in the
'em in the back, bust 'em, bust 'em, bust 'em in the back
And watch those play 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 ain't no
'Cause east oak town didn't no punk

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

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

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

Trick runner, beware of
The funky