Luyện nghe bài hát .357 - Break It on Down

[LL J]
That's right y'all this is the LL Cool J
Move it, move it, move it, get on the baby
That's right, don't try to front your fly
GET OUT THERE!

[LL J]
To I'm a nightmare on Elm Street
Hellafied hotter heat, guess why the other's can't eat?
Cause I'm a and I can eat much more
a fat man after a Packer jam
L.L.'s thicker butter, well-known throw cutter
When I'm all the amateurs stutter
There's scared and believe that their whole crews
Ain't a alive that can fill my shoes
I'm dope on a rope virgins wanna
I do the hustle and the and the roper dope
Cause I'm as hard as hard rock in the hard rock
I .357 and I break it on down

[LL J]
Three hundred and fifty seven
why you gotta get your on the floor right now
We ain't playin, we here to get ill
Iller ill, LL youknowI'msayin?

[LL J]
like Ali Baba and the 40 thevz
So nasty you don't whether to stay or leave
More fear then Bluebeard I serve primrose
A picture of me is like one of
I don't play the banjo will you understand yo
I mean the matter how old I go Rambo
Cocks strong half a block
Illy ill fire starter hittin harder than Kong
Not a battle axe not one of the
Not knocked out or easily killed
Cause I'm as hard as hard rock in the rock town
I gotta .357 and I it on down

[LL J]
A hundred and five pounds punk
More bounce to the ounce and I say counts

Now get on the floor
Stop actin a sissy

[LL J]
Boy, I'm better better is, badder than badder is
I won't scare em or dare em I'll splatter his
guts kick his butt while Bob is rockin the
step in the ring with me you must be nuts
Not isis in a crisis or when he's ready or chasin when he's chasin
But filling when the scene I mean I'm icin and
Amateurs who it can't hack it I attack it that's why I'm gonna crack it
Then the soul of little kids who can't roll
I told em, em, teach em and mold em
get paid ten knots at a time and then I em
I the blunt and I remember what told em
I can, can't cause I'm down with E yet you have the
to try and with him and me
is weak and Supersonic is wack
Sneak around at the minute a Siamese cat
hand (1, 2, 3) catch twenty-two I'm H-A-R-D
I'm as as hard rock in the hard rock town
I gotta .357 and I break it on

[LL J]
Rock the beat now can be arranged
Yo baby you look fine em
Yo get up against the wall put this in your pocket
Who is
Move it, move it, it

[LL J]
I'm a nappy, crappy imitator of who
If I ever it wouldn't be you, ooooh
You don't know so many have when the LL growl was amplified
Get back better yet back get back
Like shaft and the cause I'm mad and I'm black
I'm a plan a good boyfriend
I'm the reason rap rules and the country out Cool
Fresh as a but so is my forte
Disco is out and blues is old news
P's and Q's keep me in shoes
and you're dissin me because I'm and I'm strong
And I'm of makin a platinum LP
Wrong you was, you I was all in
But boy is for they'll never say I'm fallin
Callin all cars for the brother in
L-E-L the back bone of this track
I'm force full of to put you on your back
Makin hit after hit while you search for a
Hotter hot now watch how hot I can get
Leavin rappers dried and skimmer's dimmer's wet
I'm as hard as hard rock in the hard rock
I .357 and I break it on down

[LL J]
Now the LL posse is now handin out speed
to all who don't want to get busy
That's baby get your body on the floor
it, move it
.357 at point range ain't nothin strange
you're havin a attack is at your back
Now listen to me bring it, it on, on down, down, down, down, down, down