Luyện nghe bài hát 409

It's time to start the if ya'll don't mind
Me and "E" clean our Adidas 409
He rocks the highs,I dog the
Ya hear us rock?
a taste!!!
Every day I make a 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 from me to bite anothers
They're too easy to write
I two at a time
Like doggin' the wax and ya don't
And if you didn't like that suck my....
how I write my raps
Cold maxin' with two upon my lap
Chillin' on the phone,bookin' def shows
An' if the freaks get illy I the....
days 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 it's
Party get stupid we just begun!!!
(break)
get,get,gettin' real stupid
As the beat your body get ill!!!
You ain't dumb you paid dollars to go off!!
The girl you're dancin' with has got great bug out!!
Go on and grab her.....
Tape recorder turn up the
No time to waste just dog the
R-R-R-Rocket like a missile in
Evil E keeps his 1200s in an case
We fly T.W.A.,Pan Am,P.S.A
To places close to home,far
L.A.,New York,Detroit,Miami
If I see a and like her then I let her see my....
Jam how I got my fame,Ice capital T
E's his name
If you can't see who's rockin' you be blind
You better clean your gazelles with 409!!!
Go Ice get (x2)
Go Get busy (X2)
Turn up your stereo,equalize
Bass be kickin' hard as metal
On the mic that's right your rhyme opponent
M.C. Ice T microphonin'
33 and 1/3 revolutions per
This record is def my heart is in it
Vocals laid by the Ice,tempos tight and
Special effects be created by an editor's splice
The funk is in it,ya dig it so stop frontin'
Bust a move to my groove work body do somethin'
No way in the world that you can my method
As my record rotates,my get more impressive
I'm an M.C., Evil's my Dj on Records 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 time it's played
I chill in def leathers pure and suede
And the around my neck will never fade
Down my Syndicate organized rhyme
Kickin' def that I design
And if you can't hear'em thats such a
You better wash your ears with some 409
I always rhyme elite,stay on
Travel in a posse when I the street
Loved to say my rhymes I used to max
Now I don't speak much,I save my for wax
I just make a little point in this song
With a little we can all get along and on and on
Till the break'a break of
This jam will never play out because the grooves too
grab a girl,girls grab a guy
If a guy a guy,please take it outside
I make ya enjoy yourself
On the mic tonight Ice T!!Who
Evil's on the cuts,Henry Gee's gun
my producer,Bambattas son
Bronx Bob's cold watchin' my back
Mel's just layin' for some 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 get dirty-bring your 409!!
(BREAK)
409......