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 wouldn't take a chance keep quiet the m.c. rap
And if you disrespect me the big payback
The E double E is my I spell things to decline I tell
My squad rocks well I'm in your hood through like mud
Chromed out beamed out in a all black
You a player what team you wit I got major chips, I push the

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

Well my name is M-D, I'm known as the motivator, beat maker
New jack terminator, enjoy to destroy, because rhyme's a toy
Never sweatin no , Why P?, cause 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 know
Now, EPMD is clockin all the dough, sit back and
Of course the biz phat, T.V. wit the phone in the
Always calm under pressure, no to act ill
Listen when I tell you boy, you to chill

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

My track's a miracle drug for thugs in this

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

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

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

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

Say to them, and run right through them

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

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

EPMD is takin all the shares, you gots to