Luyện nghe bài hát Timebomb

Hey Chuck, we got some non-believers out

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

A fat soprano, loads my ammo
Hear my jam with a piano
on the wall but hard on the panel
A fool smokes Kools he chokes on Camels

In the crew's in check
Run by the with the gold around the neck
in heat lookin' for sweet
Ladies in the so they can meet

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

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

The rhythm to the house downy down
Bounce to the ounce is the crown
The man, the enemy, King, no thing
All fall to the force of my

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

I'll pick up, up, put your whole shack up
Just choose to lose the bet, stick up
is the wiz but the mike's not his, it's mine
One time let the shine

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

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

Three times y'all rhythm rhyme and
you'll that the D is on the block
Four y'all and never ever the whack
It's the hour to the minute, time to black