Luyện nghe bài hát Two Blocks and A Double Bass

Sing the song Man
Shake the thing your mother ya!
Tear your lungs out, scream heart
Be on worst behaviour
I'd wager that you're gonna it
Make you fight nature, born and in
Funk those that make you go bump in the night
off the dark, put on the light
And he said 'You and big cheeks have got me'
with 'Disarm' and 'Flooded Quarry'
Turn off the with the beat-box detox
Pull off the pace, while you with no socks
Lampshades, carpets, the black
You make the room's laugh as they clap
You make my mouth with support acts
They could match you in talent - ignore that!
Gary Dunne and Newton Faulkner wrong
He's got me singing to 'Amerikan Folk
Loop class is used as weaponry
You gotta your enemy
Gotta check your
talk, only whisper
Slap the so hard you get blisters
Chikka boom, boom, chikka
JP beat-box, feet as
Doing the hip hop, mixed with the warm
And propped up, up by the mic stand
This ain't no fake, it's music in your
As you run into the of the crowd
Silence falls water
You just wanna 'Wow!'
How did even have the guts to do it ?
If your name's Nizlopi, then there much to it
'Cos you and big cheeks have got me spinning around now