Luyện nghe bài hát You Gots to Chill '97

Verse erick sermon

As I step to the mic with the b-boy stance, to the m.c.'s
I take a chance, 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 your hood, comin like mud
out, beamed out, in a all black truck
You a player, what team you wit, I got major chips, I the flyest whips
Got the flyest chics, my outfits be freshly
No matter the steez, I'm equipped

Verse pmd

Well my name is m-d, I'm known as the motivator, funky beat
New jack terminator, enjoy to destroy, your 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
mic doc, in the beginning, we had to let the world know
Now, epmd is all the dough, sit back and relax
Of the biz phat, t.v. wit the phone in the back
Always under pressure, no need to act ill
Listen when I tell you boy, you gots to

Verse three: sermon

I be the fly maker, female heart-breaker, the dude
Want to me and my crew, that's rude, I'm dope
When I get to the beat, I'm raw, I keep it hardcore for the streets
My track's a miracle drug for in this club
[p] yo e, I remember 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 to roll

four: pmd

Well it's p-double e-m-d-e-e, to bless the track or flip the flow wit e
When we touch the microphone, no doubt, we shine
Jewels and rhymes, settin and land mines, did thousand shows
Faced many places, epmd is back, and yo, throw the 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, 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 shocker
Hit squad, def squad, yeah we both get ill, so me when I tell
You boy, you to chill

Verse five: erick

Yo, I'm in the house now, dudes wit ice grills, raise 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 natural fact, I'm zoro
I mark and e on your back, worse than that, I those wannabe gangstas
Say to them, and run right through them

Verse pmd

I'm makin g's, politicin on my mobile phone, d double
About the microphone, cause we're the rhyme maker
Puffing ? gon faders, the one who rocks the fisherman hat
I grab the mic and the crowd react, we keep the money stackin
Fingers snappin, toes tappin, and when it's to roll, uzi patrol
Still packin, epmd, the are only friend, took a break for a while
And now we again, so if you think about gamblin, you better come

Epmd is all the shares, you gots to chill