Luyện nghe bài hát You Gots 2 Chill '97

As I step to the mic the b boy stance to the braveheart m.c.'s
I take a chance keep quiet while the m.c. rap
And if you disrespect me the big payback
The E double E is my name I spell things to I tell
My squad rocks well I'm in your comin through like mud
Chromed out beamed out in a all truck
You a what team you wit I got major chips, I push the flyest

Got the flyest chics, my be freshly dipped
No matter what the steez, I'm

Well my is M-D, I'm known as the motivator, funky beat maker
New jack terminator, enjoy to destroy, your rhyme's a toy
Never sweatin no , Why P?, cause I'm a b-boy
When we on the scene, we rock the spot, the green-eyed bandit
Scratching Mic Doc, in the beginning, we had to let the know
Now, EPMD is clockin all the dough, sit and relax
Of course the biz phat, T.V. wit the in the back
Always under pressure, no need to act ill
when I tell you boy, you gots to chill

I be the fly rhyme maker, female heart-breaker, the
Want to play me and my crew, that's rude, I'm
I get down to the beat, I'm raw, I keep it hardcore for the

My track's a miracle drug for in this club

Yo E, I remember when they used to be scrubs, up?
I'm the big bear, some of y'all are baby cubs, talkin large when
I see bank stubs, I take control of your body and soul
Pack heat in my pants it's time to roll

Well it's P-double E-M-D-E-E, here to bless the or flip the flow
Wit E
When we touch the microphone, no doubt, we always
and rhymes, settin traps and land mines, did thousand shows
Faced many places, is back, and yo, throw the tape in
Cause we come around, we always come wit the flavor
Underground hardcore funk, than what we you
Or give you, what's next on the menu, business to take 2's
and venues, wit E, and I'm the microphone doctor
And the E, capital P, capital M, D, it's no doubt, the world

Hit Squad, Def Squad, yeah we get ill, so believe me when I tell
You boy, you to chill

Yo, I'm in the house now, dudes wit ice grills, raise eyebrow
Amazed wow, E and P return like D, last dragon to show m.c. just
happening, I get biz and that's an natural fact, I'm like Zoro
I mark and E on your back, worse than that, I crown wannabe

Say somethin to them, and run right them

I'm makin G's, politicin on my mobile phone, D double
About the microphone, cause we're the funky rhyme
Puffing Vega's, the one who rocks the fisherman hat
I grab the mic and make the react, we keep the money stackin
Fingers snappin, toes tappin, and it's time to roll, uzi patrol
Still packin, EPMD, the mic's are friend, took a break for a

And now we back again, so if you about gamblin, you better come

EPMD is takin all the shares, you gots to