Luyện nghe bài hát The Funky Headhunter

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

Oh, you talkin' 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 oughtta bust 'em in the of they head

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

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

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
the junk on the tracks

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

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 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 of they head
For those that I know 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 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 like ya raw
Mash it, Trash it, couldn't pass it
The trick's last album even go plastic
Some claiming towns that ain't even from
Some claiming they hard, but never shot a gun,

Yeah, you runners, of Hammer
The headhunter

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

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

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

from high street, raised by the o.g.'s
Never 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 mad wicked, I didn't check the rhyme
'Cause Q-Tip kick it

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

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

runner, beware of hammer
The headhunter