Luyện nghe bài hát The Way It's Goin' Down

Hit me,
(That's right)
me, baby
(That's right)

That, that, funk
That, that, that,
That, that's, that's funkdafied like
That's that like funk

Like you put your
In a drum machine, God
me off some of that, come on

Easy Mo, just let the beat rock from your stock
To bounce the block, make everyone on the street flock
To this here rhythm, music'll hit 'em, get 'em, my fit 'em
When I get with 'em, girls, I'm in 'em, like bags of ism

The one that keep amazin',
Don't even who you're facin', pa
The Kane has more tracks than a racin' car
The one who created it and others imitated it
I heard your rap style, kid, it

Let me you how, look here, now check my style
What I spit out, raise your brow, make you say wow
Ba da, bow bow, on, now let's get down
And sway, sway when you hear the music
Hip-hop hooray, is what I want you to say
Hey

I'm in love with Big Daddy
He the party swing
He the mother out
And rips things, then I go

Da da, da da, da
Yeah, I the way it sound
And I love the way it's down
Da da, da da, da
You know I like the way it
And I love the way it's goin down

Now, what's this bullshit, sayin'?
And don't try to act like Martin now, with all that 'I was just
No need to grief or mourn 'cause now the is on
Boom, bow boo, bow bow, kid, your teeth is

'cause you rap
That mean that you catchin wreck with me
You step to this, I give you
I know one person that can come next to me

No, a tattle 'cause I can't count my own shadow
A I gots to have it, unless you're gonna rob me
Like they give a win for Chavez

'Cause tryin' to go the Kane rappin
Is like a pimp tryna a nun, ain't nothin happenin
Clear the way for the one, champion, black don gun
the job done, take a look, hon

Back up, son, you know you get none
Come on, I'm on a whole other of rap
And it's that, now show me where the party at

Da da, da da, da
Yeah, I like the way it
And I love the way it's down
Da da, da da, da
You know I the way it sound
And I the way it's goin down

The B I G D A D Y, no, back up and add D
back to the K to the A, to the N, to the E
Live from New York, the one and
I give it to you raw, for my

And to the ladies, I take 'em, lookin' fine
It don't if we bump 'n' grind, if you're with me, jump in line
Because if in my wallet I can one prophylactic
Then you better believe, girl, that you're gonna get your ass

Hard type of rappers extinct like a
The kind you saw before
But now you find no more
to the Kane with some drama to be startin'
Because I put 'em all on ice like Harding

Back up, boy, I got the convoy
Rollin' me on a mission that's to seek and destroy
So to all the people that's been to talk about me
You better change your name to 5000 you're Audi

And if you on your crew, I'm steppin' to them too
Just put the beat on and watch how I through
The groove, with style than a backstroke
Drivin' my competition like cab drivers do black folks

That's the way I move, I always a smooth
Operator with data watin' for you to a groove
To turn it out a doubt and show what I'm about
lookin', Brooklyn, yeah, we in the house