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 a chance keep quiet while the m.c. rap
And if you me it's the big payback
The E double E is my name I spell to decline I tell
My squad well I'm in your hood comin through like mud
Chromed out beamed out in a all black
You a what team you wit I got major chips, I push the flyest

Got the flyest chics, my outfits be dipped
No matter the steez, I'm equipped

my name is M-D, I'm known as the motivator, funky beat maker
New jack terminator, to destroy, because your rhyme's a toy
Never sweatin no click , Why P?, I'm a b-boy
When we on the scene, we always rock the spot, the bandit
Scratching Mic Doc, in the beginning, we had to let the world
Now, EPMD is all the dough, sit back 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, heart-breaker, the dude
Want to me and my crew, that's rude, I'm dope
I get down to the beat, I'm raw, I keep it hardcore for the

My track's a miracle drug for thugs in this

Yo E, I remember when they to be scrubs, what up?
I'm the big bear, some of y'all are cubs, talkin large money when
I see bank stubs, I take control of your body and soul
Pack heat in my pants when it's 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 shine
Jewels and rhymes, settin traps and land mines, did shows
Faced places, EPMD is back, and yo, throw the tape in
Cause when we come around, we always wit the flavor
hardcore funk, than what we gave you
Or give you, ayyio next on the menu, business to take 2's
Stadium and venues, wit E, and I'm the microphone
And the capital E, capital P, capital M, D, 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 now, dudes wit ice grills, raise they eyebrow
Amazed like wow, E and P like D, last dragon to show m.c. just
What's happening, I get biz and an natural fact, I'm like Zoro
I mark and E on your back, worse than that, I crown those

Say somethin to them, and run right through

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

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

EPMD is takin all the shares, you gots to