Luyện nghe bài hát 409

It's time to the party if ya'll don't mind
Me and "E" clean our with 409
He the highs,I dog the bass
Ya hear us rock?
a taste!!!
Every day I a sandwich with ham and cheese
Use miracle whip,I don't like
I eat a can of beans,good for my
1 a.m.,I always.....
Far me to bite anothers rhyme
They're just too easy to
I do'em two at a
Like doggin' the wax and ya quit
And if you didn't that then suck my....
Dictations how I write my
Cold maxin' with two freaks my lap
Chillin' on the phone,bookin' more def
An' if the freaks get I smack the....
Whole of my life are spent inside my bed
Just an' relaxin' like I'm at club med
Ya say you like this record,you think fun?
Party people get we just begun!!!
(break)
You're get,get,gettin' stupid
As the hits your body get ill!!!
You ain't dumb you paid to party go off!!
The you're dancin' with has got great hips bug out!!
Go on homeboy and her.....
Tape recorder turn up the
No time to waste just dog the
R-R-R-Rocket like a missile in
E keeps his 1200s in an anvil case
We fly T.W.A.,Pan Am,P.S.A
To places to home,far away
L.A.,New York,Detroit,Miami
If I see a girl and like her I let her see my....
Jam how I got my fame,Ice capital T
Evil E's his
If you can't see who's rockin' you must be
You better clean your gazelles some 409!!!
Go Ice get (x2)
Go Get busy (X2)
Turn up your stereo,equalize
be kickin' stupid hard as metal
On the mic that's right your rhyme opponent
M.C. Ice T just
33 and 1/3 revolutions per
This is def because my heart is in it
Vocals laid by the Ice,tempos tight and
Special effects will be created by an splice
The funk is in it,ya dig it so stop that
a move to my groove work your body do somethin'
No way in the world that you can deny my
As my record rotates,my words get more
I'm an M.C., Evil's my Dj on Sire not M.C.A.
C.B.S.,Capitol,cause they move too
Now Sire/Warner Bros. clocks all the
As the revolves money's gettin' made
A.S.C.A.P. pays me every time played
I chill in def leathers silks and suede
And the gold around my will never fade
Down with my Syndicate organized
Kickin' def tempos I design
And if you can't hear'em thats a crime
You better wash dirty ears with some 409
I rhyme elite,stay on beat
Travel in a when I walk the street
to say my rhymes when I used to max
Now I don't speak much,I save my for wax
I wanna make a little point in this song
With a little nonsense we can all get and on and on
Till the break'a of dawn
This jam will play out because the grooves too strong
grab a girl,girls grab a guy
If a guy wants a guy,please it outside
I make ya enjoy yourself
On the mic Ice T!!Who else?
Evil's on the cuts,Henry Gee's gun
my producer,Bambattas son
Bronx Style Bob's cold watchin' my
Melle Mel's just layin' for some punks to act
Caz and Donald D ,Scott La Rock
Red Alert,Chuck Out
If you're down with my crew you will be
But if you ill get dirty-bring your 409!!
(BREAK)
409......