Luyện nghe bài hát You Gots 2 Chill '97

As I step to the mic with the b boy stance to the m.c.'s
I wouldn't take a keep quiet while the m.c. rap
And if you disrespect me the big payback
The E double E is my name I spell to decline I tell
My squad rocks well I'm in hood comin through like mud
out beamed out in a all black truck
You a player what team you wit I got chips, I push the flyest

Got the flyest chics, my outfits be freshly
No what the steez, I'm equipped

Well my name is M-D, I'm known as the motivator, funky beat
New jack terminator, to destroy, because your rhyme's a toy
Never no click , Why P?, cause I'm a b-boy
we on the scene, we always rock the spot, the green-eyed bandit
Scratching Mic Doc, in the beginning, we had to let the world
Now, EPMD is clockin all the dough, sit and relax
Of course the biz phat, T.V. wit the phone in the
Always calm 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
to play me and my crew, that's rude, I'm dope
When I get down to the beat, I'm raw, I keep it for the

My track's a miracle for thugs in this club

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

Well P-double E-M-D-E-E, here to bless the track or flip the flow
Wit E
When we touch the microphone, no doubt, we always
Jewels and rhymes, settin traps and land mines, did shows
Faced many places, EPMD is back, and yo, throw the in
when we come around, we always come wit the flavor
Underground hardcore funk, than what we you
Or give you, ayyio what's 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 both get ill, so believe me I tell
You boy, you gots to

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

Say somethin to them, and run right them

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

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

EPMD is all the shares, you gots to chill