Luyện nghe bài hát The Funky Headhunter

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

Oh, you talkin' them rap fools?
Oh, you know how do it, man
They talk pro-black, but stab you straight in yo back
But you know, got to go
I even fade 'em

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

Bust 'em in the back of they
For lies that I know that they said
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 that I know that they
Bust 'em in the back of head
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
gettin' mad 'cause over 20 million sold
And now they try to diss 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 mackin' for the
Talkin' the junk on the

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

Yeah, you runners, beware of
The funky

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

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

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

Yeah, you runners, beware of
The headhunter

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

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

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

Straight from high street, by the o.g.'s
Never slanged keys, but to drop them B's
Put 'em in the trunk and that ain't no
east oak town didn't raise no punk

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

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

But another about the moms and the pops
And when the joking stops, I'ma knock off ya
And watch ya body drop the ya album flopped, Fool, Fool

Trick runner, beware of
The funky