Luyện nghe bài hát You Gots 2 Chill '97

As I to the mic with the b boy stance to the braveheart m.c.'s
I wouldn't take a chance 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 I'm in your hood comin through like mud
Chromed out out in a all black truck
You a player what team you wit I got major chips, I push the

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

Well my name is M-D, I'm known as the motivator, funky beat
New jack terminator, enjoy to destroy, because your a toy
sweatin no click , 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 back and
Of course the biz phat, T.V. wit the in the back
Always under pressure, no need to act ill
Listen when I you boy, you gots 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 for thugs in this club

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

Well it's E-M-D-E-E, here to bless the track or flip the flow
Wit E
we touch the microphone, no doubt, we always shine
Jewels and rhymes, traps and land mines, did thousand shows
Faced places, EPMD is back, and yo, throw the tape in
Cause when we come around, we always wit the flavor
Underground funk, than what we gave you
Or give you, ayyio what's next on the menu, business to 2's
Stadium and venues, wit E, and I'm the microphone
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 gots to

Yo, I'm in the house now, dudes wit ice grills, raise they
Amazed like wow, E and P return like D, 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 those wannabe

Say somethin to them, and run through them

I'm makin crazy G's, on my mobile phone, D double
About the microphone, we're the funky rhyme maker
Puffing Vega's, the one who rocks the fisherman hat
I the mic and make the crowd react, we keep the money stackin
snappin, toes tappin, and when it's time 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 all the shares, you gots to chill