Luyện nghe bài hát The May 4th Movement Starring Doodlebug

Funky,

One for your mind, two times for Mumia's saint crew
Three times for my Brooklyn dimes, seven for pleasure
I don't trip, I trip, we don't trip, we don't trip
He don't trip, please don't trip, we don't trip,

Now, times for the mind thieves
For my thinking in tell and I am
Counter fits don't stop the wettest of us we
We define the black people to who

Yeah what you supply? I know when I know I drop dip
That was in beetle's but a try to spill a score
On my I'm in my Cammy
We bust at cointelpro we creamy

Fuck that we Creamy tell you schemey lies
We let bullets fly, should it reflect the sun
We say yes when we think of getting
We says say yo comrades rest

Because we all bounce, we all bounce, I do
He do bounce, she do bounce, we all
I all bounce, we all

From back the crook caught a rep
For giving birth to loopers
I took my first step campers, born troopers
Got on both cans for the halls I spray
Slap hand my mans by the walls we play

Now, waist chains and Cammy complete sag
Live pools, my squad rules from solar to lunar, cheap to
From no to Puma, sewed up like mesh

My hit the 'pike
I it in the, went it's circle C-low
Now all the niggaz C-know
As we on the D E low
For our fam in jail, no stars bars

No unless the B M T own 'em
Crook-town streets delph to south bar on a
I drape soul hearts, I make soul
mad areas in my crepe soul Clarks
MC's lyin', is rap off but here we all y'all
With pleasure, so

One time for mind, twice times for Mumia's saint crew
Thrice times for the Brooklyn dimes and seven times for pleasure
I stay on, she stay on, we on, yeah we stay on
He is on, we be on, we stay on with

Here I go, the odd, Manchu Squad
Black I quote, I dedicate to my young star
Via selway cars I span the metro, sold stee-lo
Is livin' on the

The galactic traveler explorer
Like the invincible master agent, a warrior
here nor there, the master of illusion
My son's moon sets, catch reps when we

The New York Boroughs with boom basctic
all the styles and got nasty at it
Like a Thelonius Monk I in peace
Left on right on black man the east

We don't quit, we don't
We quit, we don't quit

Yeah, for nothin' but beats and cheese
Subzero degrees freeze the cool breeze
Ease, easay straight doob
Hit you off with some did Brooklyn smooth

It's that certain uh huh, I shoot a leg ball
off style quarters till herbs feel stressed
Playing games and avoid all rest

I shows, five seconds that, I flows left one
Caught your grows, devils we grow, jonesin' on the curb I glow
Still posin' a B-girl fresh as leftist gets with MC's one and all of 'em
Bust ninety, bi-evels and my whole walk with pleasure