Luyện nghe bài hát Gimme Dat Microphone

[books] gimme dat microphone
"one wrecks, the destroys" --> erick sermon (repeat 2x)
all 4x*

Oahh-kay, oahh-kay; as we go and do it, do it like
It's like this and you don't
Word is bond we kick
So i'ma get on, and swing it like this

Verse one: books,

You punk gel up, when I swell up, spark the el up
By the way -- oops, I feel a new style developing
So safety stellar, I'm not the bubba on the level
I crush shins, the roughest hardrocks to pebbles

nigga, boo hops, you know my crew rocks, who wanna test me?
I'm next g, to betsy, I sting like pepsi
Or coca, cola-swola, niggaz
When I fly up these niggaz bitch-ups, but can dry up

I be the jibber-jabber, quick to a nigga stagger
Like rocka, blanka, I bake that ass like betty crocker, momma
You to stop in-filling your pockets off that pop *shit*
Ai yi yi my dreads, I think I'm

Well yo I'm cuckoo but not for cocoa, say I'm loco
around and catch a cap like mary buttafuoco
So you know, that i'ma follow you wit the
Slice em, dice em, and ice that ass like dahmer

[books] gimme dat
"one wrecks, the other destroys" --> erick (repeat 2x)
all 4x*

Verse 2: books,

tock, can I slide that cock up in your tummy dear?
I a ounce and then I bounce just like a gummy bear
Be kickin it like the rapper the bucket dig it
Uhh, ah *shit*, now I have to do to prove I'm rugged?
I wear my crazy like them niggaz red and grady
Punks just serve up, clever like alice, serve the bunch

I makes em up, cause when I ease up, I eat mc's up
I leave em on their backs layin flat with knees up
Eureka, speak uhh, re-aversin person
No rehearsin I can flip it in and
em, rearrange em, supa-dupa
Faze em, daze em and blast that ass diff'rent days-in

[books] dat microphone
"one wrecks, the other destroys" --> erick (repeat 2x)
all 4x*

Verse 3: skoob,

Well blow, me down, scott, I'm wilder than the rock
In the winter, man my 40 hit the spot
His pops name is alvin, my name is kitty
My rap was for fools like some silicon
Hiya, I kicked it and there it my *? an? * abuse
My is a child like now it's fatter than roseanne's

Well check how i'ma it when i'm, droppin, this rhyme
Don't let me to transform like op-ti-mus prime
Cause then i'ma to flip the script and get dready
Run laps around your crew like mario andretti
When I expand like spandex, my jam the ampex
You better be on the way I'm doin you and ya man next

gimme dat microphone
"one wrecks, the other destroys" --> sermon (repeat 2x)
all 4x*