Luyện nghe bài hát 409

It's time to start the party if ya'll mind
Me and "E" clean our with 409
He the highs,I dog the bass
Ya hear us rock?
a taste!!!
Every day I make a with ham and cheese
Use miracle whip,I like mayonnaise
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 do'em two at a
doggin' the wax and ya don't quit
And if you didn't like that then my....
how I write my raps
Cold maxin' with two upon my lap
Chillin' on the phone,bookin' more def
An' if the freaks get I smack the....
Whole days of my life are spent my bed
Just an' relaxin' like I'm at club med
Ya say you like this record,you it's fun?
Party people get we just begun!!!
(break)
get,get,gettin' real stupid
As the hits your body get ill!!!
You ain't dumb you paid dollars to go off!!
The you're dancin' with has got great hips bug out!!
Go on homeboy and her.....
recorder turn up the bass
No time to waste dog the place
R-R-R-Rocket like a in space
Evil E keeps his 1200s in an anvil
We fly T.W.A.,Pan Am,P.S.A
To places to home,far away
L.A.,New York,Detroit,Miami
If I see a girl and like her 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 you must be blind
You better clean your gazelles some 409!!!
Go Ice get (x2)
Go Evil Get (X2)
Turn up stereo,equalize treble
Bass be kickin' stupid hard as
On the mic tonight right your rhyme opponent
M.C. Ice T microphonin'
33 and 1/3 per minute
This is def because my heart is in it
Vocals laid by the Ice,tempos tight and
Special will be created by an editor's splice
The funk is in it,ya dig it so stop that
Bust a to my groove work your body do somethin'
No way in the world you can deny my method
As my record rotates,my words get more
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 record revolves gettin' made
A.S.C.A.P. me every time it's played
I chill in def leathers pure silks and
And the gold my neck will never fade
Down my Syndicate organized rhyme
def tempos that I design
And if you hear'em thats such a crime
You wash your dirty ears with some 409
I rhyme elite,stay on beat
Travel in a posse when I walk the
to say my rhymes when I used to max
Now I don't much,I save my words for wax
I just wanna make a point in this song
With a little nonsense we can all get and on and on
Till the break'a of dawn
jam will never play out because the grooves too strong
Guys a girl,girls grab a guy
If a guy wants a guy,please take it
I wanna ya enjoy yourself
On the mic tonight Ice T!!Who
Evil's on the cuts,Henry Gee's gun
my producer,Bambattas son
Bronx Style Bob's cold my back
Melle just layin' for some punks to act wack
Grandmaster Caz and D ,Scott La Rock
Red Alert,Chuck Out
If you're down my crew you will be fine
But if you ill we'll get your 409!!
(BREAK)
409......