Luyện nghe bài hát You Gots to Chill '97

Verse one: sermon

As I to the mic with the b-boy stance, to the braveheart m.c.'s
I take a chance, 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, things to I tell
My rocks well, I'm in your hood, comin 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 flyest
Got the chics, my outfits be freshly dipped
No matter what the steez, I'm

Verse pmd

Well my name is m-d, I'm known as the motivator, beat maker
New terminator, enjoy to destroy, because your rhyme's a toy
Never sweatin no click , why p? , cause I'm a
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 course the biz phat, t.v. wit the in the back
Always calm under pressure, no to act ill
Listen when I tell you boy, you gots to

three: erick sermon

I be the fly rhyme maker, heart-breaker, the dude
Want to play me and my crew, rude, I'm dope
I get down to the beat, I'm raw, I keep it hardcore for the streets
My track's a miracle for thugs in this club
[p] 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 money
I see your bank stubs, I take control of your and soul
Pack heat in my pants when it's to roll

Verse pmd

Well it's p-double e-m-d-e-e, here to the track or flip the flow wit e
When we touch the microphone, no doubt, we always
Jewels and rhymes, settin and land mines, did thousand shows
Faced places, epmd is back, and yo, throw the tape in
Cause when we come around, we come wit the flavor
Underground hardcore funk, what we gave you
Or give you, what's next on the menu, business to take 2's
Stadium and venues, wit e, and I'm the 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 believe me when I
You boy, you gots to

Verse five: erick

Yo, I'm in the now, dudes wit ice grills, raise they eyebrow
Amazed like wow, e and p return d, last dragon to show m.c. just
What's happening, I get biz and that's an fact, I'm like zoro
I mark and e on your back, worse than that, I those wannabe gangstas
Say somethin to them, and run right them

Verse pmd

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

Epmd is all the shares, you gots to chill