Luyện nghe bài hát The Funky Headhunter

Yo ham, whassup,
Whassup,
Ain't nothin' man, you think 'bout all them fellas
Out there talking junk you, man?

Oh, you talkin' them rap fools?
Oh, you how they do it, man
They talk pro-black, but stab you straight in yo back
But you know, got to go
I can't even 'em

Yeah, so what you gon' do,
I oughtta 'em in the back of they head

Bust 'em in the back of head
For those lies that I know that said
Bust 'em in the back of they
For those lies that I know that said

Bust 'em in the of they head
For those that I know that they said
Bust 'em in the back of they
For those lies that I know they said

It's the one you can't touch, it up, turn it up
A brand new cut for the to burn up
Suckers gettin' mad 'cause over 20 million
And now try to diss 'cause they can't get gold

I was born in a hole, now I'm in
(Yo, yo)
boy deep is the way we roll
(We roll)
I'm mackin' for the
Talkin' the junk on the

The don't hurt 'em days are over
are the days of the payback, payback
I'm up on the hill lookin'
Biggidy phat rap track number one for pound, punks

Yeah, you runners, beware of
The headhunter

Bust 'em in the back of they
For those lies that I know that said
Bust 'em in the back of head
For those lies that I know they said

Bust 'em in the of they head
For those lies that I know that they
Bust 'em in the back of head
For those lies that I know that they

Ya tried to me soft, now ya set it off
If ya got on ya chest, let it off
'Cause we can get it on, don't let the dance fool ya
'Cause if I catch ya slippin', have to do ya, do ya

One to the chin, to the jaw
I know ya just bustas perpetrating ya raw
Mash it, Trash it, search pass it
The trick's last album even go plastic
Some towns that they ain't even from
Some they hard, but never shot a gun, Bustas

Yeah, you runners, of Hammer
The headhunter

Bust 'em in the of they head
For those lies that I that they said
Bust 'em in the back of they
For those lies that I know they said

Bust 'em in the of they head
For those lies I know that they said
Bust 'em in the back of they
For lies that I know that they said

Bust 'em in the back, bust 'em, bust 'em, 'em in the back
Bust 'em in the back, bust 'em, bust 'em, bust 'em in the
And watch suckas play dead

Straight from street, raised by the o.g.'s
slanged keys, but quick to drop them B's
Put 'em in the trunk and ain't no front
east oak town didn't raise no punk

So sit up, get up, they get lit up
Check it, came with the unexpected, I wrecked it
Quik, I gets mad wicked, I didn't check the
'Cause couldn't kick it

And that punk Redman, I hit you the back son
Talk is cheap, it's time for some action
Gonna make you eat every that you said
And a trick like you end up dead, Red

But another talk the moms and the pops
And when the joking stops, I'ma off ya block
And ya body drop the ya album straight flopped, Fool, Fool

Trick runner, of hammer
The funky