Luyện nghe bài hát Funk Freakers

Let me myself, I'm the one who rules the set
So you forget
Bad for ya health but ya still be tryin' ta buttons
But you ain't nothin', no
I the level up a little louder
In the clubs, an' the an' the after hours
on the street wanna feel the funk
Lookin' for the 'skunk' what'cha want

Ya betta, sit and let the track flow
Like smoke in ya lungs from on the indo
Rhythms brain, can ya hang, can maintain?
Can ya feel the flowin' in ya veins?
Get'cha fix and ya bag of
In tha mix I got the stix and stones, a few
I'm gonna hit 'em high, he's hit 'em low
Open up ya mind so you can feel the flow
On, an' on till there all gone, fools be runnin' but they won't long

I'm the
I'm the
I'm the
I'm the
I'm the
I'm the
I'm the
I'm the

People always wanna get what you got, no matta'
take care of themselves in the big hunt
In the quest for the crown, an' the jewels, and the
Motherfucker
Enemies wanna plot against me with in they hearts
But, I rip sorry ass apart
In a minute, I can ya to the limit
Temperature risen, highzen

Comin' back in with the for the fows
Fuckin' up egos, an' anybody,
The numba one freaka, the Cypress Hill cliqua
Blowin' a hole in tha
You don't wanna dis the Perro, the One, or the Werro
Slangin' rhythms the ghetto, ya best keep ya ass in cheek
Come on, little mutha fuckas betta respect
An what's next, the big takin' ya down
How ya feel, when sorry ass can't hang with the hill

I'm the
I'm the
I'm the
I'm the

Can ya feel the effects of the chocolate
Nobody knows how I kick the flow
Slow down, ya commin' up too fast
Ya might get down 'cause ya got no class