Luyện nghe bài hát Check 1, 2

EPMD, Def Jam
it, uhh, huh, yo

It's on the microphone
My be Elektra, I'm the male Syl Rhome
Homes, walk with forty-four chrome
On safety, spike the mic in the end

This ain't the average shit, you used to front
And automatic rounds shoot you
So knock it off, like Smalls said
"Duke, you soft, why you fuck with the boss?"

Where should I start? Breakin MCs or charts?
It's Diablo, PMD, Mic Doc the purple heart
The go-getter, getter, get wit 'er, hit 'er, 'er
Front and back and if she wit it, straight in the

So Heidi, Heidi, Heidi, hydro, pack and ammo

With cheese than Lambeau, more heat than Rambo
down, dismantle, when I scramble

I just get down and I go for
Say check 1, 2 and run down the
Inclined to with techs and forty-four mags and nines
Don't get too close you might get shot

I get down and I go for mines
Say check 1, 2 and run the line
Inclined to shine with techs and forty-four and nines
Don't get too close because you might get

Uhh, yo, hey and yo!
EPMD fuckin' with us is bad
Me and you got views
you might say is dope, I say's not
What I call wack, you'll call hot

The best thing for you is to think and
Or get choked and with the velvet rope
'Cause you too theatrical, mess
And end up smackin' you, you, attackin' you

That's why crucial, so stay neutral to collect the cash
beaucoup, just rippin' up mics is what my crew do
Whatever suits you, pull out the burner, fuck the shoot
Roadblocks and campaigns with the two-two

Or tech nine that'll through your waistline
I'm accurate, waste mine, spit on bassline
Run with the unseen potential to be on
I don't mine, you blaze crazy while I pace mine

Yeah, now why y'all wanna mess the vets?
We've been doin' shit since [unverified]
I shit that make you wanna smack your producer
And ice him and make you wanna kill him dead

And walk around in the bed for the weekend
For playin' with the Mohican
[Unverified], that's you in Puerto Rican
quiet when you hear grown men speakin'

Or get smacked, this ain't no game, the is serious
Delerious, that's how we leave cats and curious
The true legend got caught, shit, you better Kevin
Big Dog 40 and the Dutch from the 7-11

I'm danger like Norris, the Texas
The mic strangler, PMD, the fuckin' head
Mo' skills fo' real for them that kill
a nine on the reg behind penetentiary steel

I just get down and I go for
Say 1, 2 and run down the line
Inclined to with techs and forty-four mags and nines
Don't get too close you might get shot