Luyện nghe bài hát Turntables & a Mic

Aiyyo Spider, this what it's missing
with a diddy-bop, arm out the hard-top
Leaning the eighties, Bs on the Mercedes
lit, yelling out some shit to the ladies
Chrome three-eighty, too to go on my hip
So I keep it right next to my grip
I'm a B-Boy standing in my stance
But I don't ever since 'One More Chance'
I'm a fly muh'fucker, I do it +BIG+ like that muh'fucker
M.O.P. blasting, yeah 'Blucka
I throw it back, I'm just cool like that
White tee, terrycloth, Fila hat
You know the is here
You'd think Flex started the car a little bit early this year
Old Caprices totally
Copped it from an old man, when I got it it was totally
Now this one chick it and totally nutted
"Sh-Sh-Sh-Sheek." that's she stuttered, haha
I'm an H-double
In the streets but fly high like Jim
I do ten or, and a year and a day Kim
Either way your of beating me are slim
I'm not him, please precaution
Your boy Sheek pull that baby out an abortion, let's go
Two turntables and a mic, go
It over till someone fight, let's go
Police come and our night, let's go
Go hoodlums, go
Police everyone but men got drugs
Couple of revolvers, clips and slugs
Sheek watch the news, I know if I'm going for a
The stashbox got a fresh
Apache on him, break beating, bringing it
Bringing it back, it back, bringing it back
it back, bringing it back, apache on him
Now its CDs, no
Sheek go back like the first +Lionel+
ask me to spit, I said sure
I had to think what the missing now, straight up raw
I no backpacker, I'm a clown smacker
A {?} weed-smoking
I'm in the with bottles
With two that could be models, if they lose some weight
But I'm good, a fat ass to me is
Old Levi's, five-oh-one, wash 'em one time, they
Eff it, I got in the trunk
Next to the Stan Smiths, next to the
You hear that bump when come on, the crowd jump
Drinks get spilled, the crowd get
I'm on it, I got straight hood music
Either way you put it, it's all good music, go