Luyện nghe bài hát You Gots to Chill '97

Verse erick sermon

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, 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 truck
You a player, what team you wit, I got major chips, I push the whips
Got the flyest chics, my outfits be dipped
No matter the steez, I'm equipped

two: pmd

Well my name is m-d, I'm known as the motivator, funky maker
New jack terminator, to destroy, because your rhyme's a toy
Never no click , why p? , cause I'm a b-boy
When we on the scene, we always the spot, the green-eyed bandit
Scratching mic doc, in the beginning, we had to let the know
Now, epmd is all the dough, sit back and relax
Of course the biz phat, t.v. wit the phone in the
Always calm under pressure, no to act ill
when I tell you boy, you gots to chill

Verse three: erick

I be the fly rhyme maker, heart-breaker, the dude
Want to 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 streets
My track's a drug for thugs in this club
[p] yo e, I remember they used to be scrubs, what up?
I'm the big bear, some of are baby cubs, talkin large money when
I see your bank stubs, I control of your body and soul
Pack in my pants when it's time to roll

Verse pmd

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, settin traps and land mines, did shows
many places, epmd is back, and yo, throw the tape in
Cause when we come around, we always come wit the
hardcore funk, than what we gave you
Or you, ayyio what's next on the menu, business to take 2's
and venues, wit e, and I'm the microphone doctor
And the capital e, capital p, m, d, it's no doubt, the world shocker
Hit squad, def squad, yeah we get ill, so believe me when I tell
You boy, you gots to

Verse five: erick

Yo, I'm in the house now, dudes wit ice grills, raise they
Amazed like wow, e and p return d, last 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 back, worse than that, I crown those wannabe gangstas
Say to them, and run right through them

Verse pmd

I'm crazy g's, politicin on my mobile phone, d double
About the microphone, cause we're the funky maker
Puffing ? gon shit? faders, the one who the fisherman hat
I grab the mic and make the crowd react, we keep the money
Fingers snappin, toes tappin, and when it's to roll, uzi patrol
Still 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 all the shares, you gots to chill