Luyện nghe bài hát 409

It's to start the party if ya'll don't mind
Me and "E" clean our with 409
He rocks the highs,I dog the
Ya wanna hear us
a taste!!!
Every day I a sandwich with ham and cheese
Use miracle whip,I don't mayonnaise
I eat a can of beans,good for my
1 a.m.,I always.....
Far from me to bite rhyme
They're just too easy to
I two at a time
Like doggin' the wax and ya don't
And if you didn't like that suck my....
Dictations how I my raps
Cold maxin' two freaks upon my lap
Chillin' on the phone,bookin' more def
An' if the freaks get illy I the....
days of my life are spent inside my bed
Just maxin' an' like I'm at club med
Ya say you like record,you think it's fun?
people get stupid we just begun!!!
(break)
You're get,get,gettin' stupid
As the beat hits body get ill!!!
You ain't dumb you dollars to party go off!!
The girl you're dancin' with has got hips bug out!!
Go on and grab her.....
Tape recorder up the bass
No time to just dog the place
R-R-R-Rocket like a missile in
Evil E keeps his in an anvil case
We fly T.W.A.,Pan Am,P.S.A
To close to home,far away
L.A.,New York,Detroit,Miami
If I see a girl and like her I let her see my....
Jam rockin's how I got my fame,Ice T
Evil E's his
If you can't see who's rockin' you must be
You better your gazelles with some 409!!!
Go Ice get (x2)
Go Evil Get (X2)
up your stereo,equalize treble
Bass be kickin' hard as metal
On the mic tonight that's your rhyme opponent
M.C. Ice T just
33 and 1/3 per minute
This record is def my heart is in it
Vocals laid by the Ice,tempos and precise
Special will be created by an editor's splice
The funk is in it,ya dig it so stop that
Bust a move to my groove your body do somethin'
No way in the world that you can my method
As my record rotates,my words get more
I'm an M.C., my Dj on Sire Records not M.C.A.
C.B.S.,Capitol,cause they too slow
Now Sire/Warner Bros. clocks all the
As the revolves money's gettin' made
A.S.C.A.P. pays me time it's played
I chill in def leathers silks and suede
And the around my neck will never fade
Down with my Syndicate rhyme
def tempos that I design
And if you can't thats such a crime
You better wash your dirty ears some 409
I rhyme elite,stay on beat
Travel in a posse when I walk the
Loved to say my rhymes when I to max
Now I don't much,I save my words for wax
I just wanna make a little in this song
a little nonsense we can all get along and on and on
Till the break'a break of
This jam will play out because the grooves too strong
grab a girl,girls grab a guy
If a guy a guy,please take it outside
I wanna 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 watchin' my back
Melle Mel's just layin' for punks to act wack
Grandmaster Caz and D ,Scott La Rock
Red Alert,Chuck Out
If down with my crew you will be fine
But if you ill we'll get dirty-bring 409!!
(BREAK)
409......