Luyện nghe bài hát Timebomb

Hey Chuck, we got some out there

Yo, we do somethin' about that man
Yo, we get stupid
Yo, we gotta let 'em what time it is

You go ooh and ahh when I in my car
treat me like Kareem Abdul Jabbar
No who you are when I'm up to par
I go hip hop, hurray or hurrah

But the ahhs and ohhs is my kind of
Pop tape in, put your car in cruise
I never heard the boos, I never drank
I just rock the rhythm left alone the blues

The L.I. mystique, you sneak to
A look and you know that we're never weak
I you can't wait, it's never too late
No fear I'm here and is straight

Cycles, cycles, runs in cycles
New is old, no, I'm not no
The on the back makes the best excel
The people in the crowd makes the best well

The people in the back you know who's whack
And those who lack the are stacked
The one who makes the is white not black
You might not believe it but it is like

When you come to my show me throw
with the other brothers toe to toe
When you make a move, new not
And watch the bro here just bust a

A fat soprano, loads my ammo
Hear my jam with a funky
Easy on the but hard on the panel
A smokes Kools 'cause he chokes on Camels

In effect the crew's in
Run by the posse with the gold around the
in heat lookin' for sweet
Ladies in the crowd so they can

Somebody to body a baby
Givin' it to grandma an' her crazy
I'm a MC protector, U.S.
African government wrecker

Panther power, you can it in my arm
Lookout I'm a timebomb
Tickin', tockin', all rockin'
much dollars while the crazy one's clockin'

The rhythm to the house downy down
Bounce to the is sound the crown
The man, the enemy, Public King, no
All to the force of my swing

Like Ali Frazier, Thriller in
A point blank microphone killer am I
No to lie, got the Flavor Flave
To I'll win and if not the save

pick up, rack up, put your whole shack up
Just choose to lose the bet, emcee up
is the wiz but the mike's not his, it's mine
One time let the star

And I'm tellin' you, at you you're through
Don't think you're grown your mustache grew
I'm one you know it weighs a ton
And I'll be the you can be the bun, girl

Surroundin' my steady poundin', get on down to my funky
And rock the rhythm one time your mind
roll, two times control
The mauler and the of your doom
And I'm ready to leave, you're gonna know I go boom

Three times y'all rhyme and rock
Then you'll that the D is on the
Four times and never ever the whack
the hour to the minute, time to blow black