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 it's the big
The E double E is my name I spell to decline I tell
My squad rocks I'm in your hood comin through like mud
out beamed out in a all black truck
You a player what team you wit I got major chips, I push the

Got the chics, my outfits be freshly 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 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 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 I tell you boy, you gots to chill

I be the fly rhyme maker, heart-breaker, the dude
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 drug for thugs in this

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

Well it's E-M-D-E-E, here to bless the track or flip the flow
Wit E
When we the microphone, no doubt, we always shine
Jewels and rhymes, traps and land mines, did thousand shows
Faced many places, is back, and yo, throw the tape in
Cause when we around, we always come wit the flavor
Underground hardcore funk, than we gave you
Or give you, ayyio next on the menu, business to take 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, yeah we both get ill, so believe me I tell
You boy, you to chill

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

Say to them, and run right through them

I'm makin G's, politicin on my mobile phone, D double
the microphone, cause we're the funky rhyme maker
Puffing Vega's, the one who rocks the fisherman hat
I grab the mic and make the crowd react, we 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 all the shares, you gots to chill