Luyện nghe bài hát Time 4 Sum Aksion - Redman

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Let's get ready to

In corner we have the funk body snatcher
P Funkadelic and I hard enough
I can chew a whole bag of rocks
Chew an Avenue, chew an off street and off

Then turn around and do the damn thing to a soloist
'Cause Noble's pissed
I crush your whole frame
'Cause you maintain the funk

That have rap style for lunch, chump
'Cause 92, I a whole crew
Give them a of the funk
Knock all of their tooth loose

To show you type of stuff I'm on
You can't puff or it
Because I was with it
The Devil, hit you with the rap level of 10

Then 1, 2, 3, you're
I get action, so jump with your rump
If you like the way it sounds
Pump it in your trunk

And let loose with the when I do rock
I'm too hot, say I got more Juice then Tupac
(Straight Jersey)
You heard me, my brother I'm

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Lights, camera, cock the hammer
Straight from the of the lost
I'ma hit you with the force
That makes you run your rap style to the crack vile brotha

Then a pose like Madonna
My mom's kicked me out because I did I want to
The original P-Funk stroke a trunk of
you saw caps 'cause my jaw snaps with the raw raps

So me bad, plus color me black
For the funk that I pack, Red freak it to the funk
The funky fly
Come on and let me kick, the fly stuff

Just to show you where the hell I come
I get dumb the 112
my rep, I'm a hit when I have sex like this
Make you twist to the

Of a brain cell when it's puffed on a spliff
And all that, the hi hat, go buy
Listen, look, oops, where your eyes at?
on the floor, pick 'em up

While I pour a funk down your brain punk
Listen to my chump
ready to rock, I got a glock
Then, pow, body is all over the block

Tryin to step to ths, the Exorcist, it
I git mad when the twin cocks the biscuit
And blow your head off, for askin'
"Who's the one rappin?"

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Yo, 1992, Redman gets paid, yeah, know I'm sayin'
We not goin' for the Doke, believe that
Hit Squad is in the house
For the brothers that be knowin' what's up?
Word is bond, I gotta show them the

Back to the track, like Black Sheep
My man, he say, "Who's the Redman?"
"Where's the Redman?"
I kill, I smother, I get down the

Yo, yo, yo, chill, G, la, it's over man
You gotta say no more, it's over