Luyện nghe bài hát Get Down

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Down, to the rhythm that'll the walls
Go and Jordan's and I'm on the balls
Don't lacking I'm but I'm not ?Lou Wrong?
Disappeared for a now I'm back y'all
So get with the entrepreneur of funk
Not a sloppy fat punk or a Shaolin
Ain't down with Johnny know as use at a jam
So to hell with McMahon & Tom McCan
J-Ski is the box, farmers is the
Signing hungry-over-beasts that's why I eat
Up to you to guess whose rocking the funky
If you don't know never mind on and get down

Go L.L., go L.L., go L.L., go L.L.
Get
Go L.L., go L.L., go L.L.
Get

Hard like cow-hold
me a sucker boy you're pushin' a broom
If you try to pull a ace you'll get a in the face
All are on my posse when we walk in the place
Got a Cunningham from my happy days
Not the boys that play the bench for the A
He drop you to a hop to the he play
Couldn't keep it a I'm L.L. Cool J
are all wack and real all real
Yo Earl, tell the people the deal

Yo listen
Ya ain't no thing, can't
They catch a muh'fuck pass to J

That's right I'm back talks how to rap
He used to now you're jacking cause my name's on the map
Sit and lie my homeboy says is that he loves hats
With a hands a hatcher, Cut Creators in bat
Cut on the fader the teachers pet
Baddest man with ten you've ever met
And or later we'll have to sit
Cut Creator cut the record so they forget
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I make hard rock jams for hard fans
What I'm sayin' is for this ain't lala land
Got a can full of jams off the lid
Competition in New York is what I did
Cold sender of a story I paid my
I rocked at parties I was down with crews
Now I'll never be I'm on my P's and Q's
And for the rest of your life you be in my shoes
I scar like stones like cement
And I every jam that I ever went
Cause I got a better than any emcee has
And I'm down like a brother from
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I rap the is back the only man
you should call when the packed
From to L.A they say I'm as sharp as a pin
When it's a Cool J party you get in
So I'm big steps like Gladys Knight in the pier
One rhyme on my tinsels as I leave my lip
Up the block are talking and spreading the news
the new grandmaster the one you'll choose
Cause I'm I wanna stomp the rest
When I kick it couldn't bore it could impress
I'm not a Hula-Hoop isn't a passing phase
work pays I'm getting straight up A's
Cool J is running things I want it
I should wear a black hood
And an axe cause I'm ruff on wax
speaking "phone-wear from durable" eight-tracks
Get

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