Luyện nghe bài hát Right Now

Right here now?

uh huh
Uh huh
Ah y'all what that is yo uh huh (E Dub)
Uh huh uh huh y'know that is word up
(Wax and tax em) The PMD Erick Sermon
(Millenium Ducats) Yo yo uh huh
Def Jam

Excuse me! I'm to earn a mere buck or two
Yo my E Dub so who the fuck are you?
I'm lockin it down now and that's
I'm the bigga nigga, supreme vigor figure cap
Hold gat, I can't control the sound
If the beat grabs you up, then hold yourself
Captivates, it raw to the kick and snare
Like YEAH YEAH

I love it when my dangles
Could see stars, the Bangles
When you approach me, me as Mr. like Bojangles
Decepticon, bad intentions when we reppin on
Microphones, step in the set and start on
big man, don't lose focus and watch the quicksand
Kill the drama, my lean on cats, like a kickstand
Fuck it, Erick and Millenium Ducats
Fully flossed out, two G's, bucket

EPMD got checks to cash
What what? Drop for the clubs to blast
When? Right now, so my crew flash
Where? here, get the money and stash

EPMD got checks to cash
What what? Drop bombs for the clubs to
When? Right now, so my crew flash
Right here, get the money and stash

Aiyyo what's that song, got the average dude
Playin the fool, hittin the bong with Cheech and
What? Me and Mic Doc the spot like we're up
With more technique, than Bruce Lee num-chuks (wha-TAH)
player, my rap flow's athletic
Workout seven rap calisthetics
EPMD now to getcha
With a blow, you sworn Roy Jones hit ya

Cats can't hold me, Erick and Parrish, we the trophy
Scorn team all day so I suggest you change your goalie
Cause I'm hype again, E Double, on the mic again
Crack a 40, spark a L, then pop a
Straight off tiggy, ridin shotgun with my
No diggy, E and P like Lenny and Squiggy
Sundullah, no one cooler than the rap
And to the out there frontin, yo, you can't fool us

EPMD got checks to cash
What what? bombs for the clubs to blast
When? Right now, so my crew could
Right here, get the money and stash

Aiyyo, stop, drop, and roll, we on
And we stop rockin til we retire
Who we Out of Biz? That there was a liar
I'm Sammy Sosa, and P's McGwire
Home run hitters, black tar beneath the eye
If you hate me, do it now, try
I'm lethal, take it back to third album
And do it For My

I out the plane and hanglide
Hit the ice and
Niggaz don't get it, EPMD status, me if I'm
Mistaken, record breakin and still bakin
Like Kevin to Footloose difference we keep the sytsem quakin
Dusk to dawn, word is
You with EPMD, Erick and Parrish, the shit is on
Cause we with a street team that donate posters
to roast ya
Run up the gat cocked back, clap, and smoke ya

Who? got checks to cash
What what? bombs for the clubs to blast
When? Right now, so my crew flash
Right here, get the money and stash