Luyện nghe bài hát Gimme Dat Microphone

[books] gimme dat microphone
"one wrecks, the other destroys" --> erick (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
is bond when we kick
So i'ma get on, and it somethin like this

Verse books, drayz

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

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

I be the jibber-jabber, quick to make a nigga
Like some rocka, blanka, I bake ass like betty crocker, momma
You need to stop in-filling 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
*fuck* around and a cap like mary buttafuoco
So you know, that i'ma you wit the drama
Slice em, dice em, and ice ass like jeffrey dahmer

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

Verse 2: books,

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

I makes em wheeze up, cause when I ease up, I eat 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 that ass with diff'rent days-in

[books] dat microphone
"one wrecks, the destroys" --> erick sermon (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 sister's is kitty
My rap was for fools like silicon titties
Hiya, I it and there it goes my *? an? * abuse
My style is a child now it's fatter than roseanne's

check how i'ma wreck it when i'm, droppin, this rhyme
Don't let me have to transform like prime
Cause then i'ma to flip the script and get dready
Run laps around your *faggot* crew mario andretti
When I expand like spandex, my jam wrecks the
You be on the way before I'm doin you and ya man next

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