Luyện nghe bài hát Jack The Ripper

Milky, and I'm
My ace in the was this brand new track
slow it up and speed it up and now you're gonna eat it up
Listen to the beat, my tongue is gonna beat it up
I did it, but the devil didn't me
I did it for the suckers who tried to and bake me
Proving a point that I'm a joint
You can roll me up and puff me, and I'll anoint
head with oil--lots of oil
Make it run like water, watch it
I made 'em play it, made 'em say it
Made 'em okay it, made 'em it---huh!
Prince of the growl is on the
How you like me now punk? You foul
Here's what my is, kill is what my aim is
A washed up needs a washer, my name is--

Jack the
Jack-Jack-Jack the
Jack-Jack, Jack-Jack, Jack-Jack, the Ripper
Hercules!

Back for the payback, I say that
I your new jam, I don't play that
It ain't loud punk, it ain't hitting
This year you tried, next year you're
Last you thought I was dying out
But again, and again, and again without a
It's the gangster boogie, the sound
Pump it up and it so they hear it all around
I do it up rough, tough, I bluff
And this is an example of stuff
you want to make hits, you make 'em like this
They ain't like this don't hit, they miss
It's a strong record, a record for the
For those who appreciate rap songs
Listen how I won't allow myself to go off
Stay back, I got the power,

Jack the Ripper, a man, not a
A-k-a Todd Smith
Hard like steel
Breaking necks while I my sex appeal
Home girls in the house,
Home girls in the house, it up
You gotta to get hotter
and grooving, and always improving a lot of
People don't know how I am
People sleeping, so now I gotta my man
Like ham in a pan, him up in Saran
Kidnap him and him up inside of a van
While you're your dance I want you to make moves
No one out there thought you do
You know my name and my game and what I'm to do
Party people, lemme see if you can dance

it down! x3
Yo Bob, show that old school sucker what real hip hop is boy

"How Ya Like Me Now?" I'm getting
I'm double platinum, I'm watching you get
Check out the way I say my, my, play my
J on the back, the cool without the A.Y.
I love to ride the groove the groove is smooth
It makes me move and improve
As it on, as it flows on
When you see me, don't ask if the on
How sound? Don't came around, playing me close, brown
Pull on my jock to be
You need to stay down, way down, you're low down
Do that dance, the prince of rap is gonna throw
Aiming to please I'm killing emcees
I'm gonna on hitting you with rough LPs
Day after day day
Tou smashed in the face by the of Cool J

I'm a beast on the microphone, a stalker
A machine, a savage street talker
with an axe, but I put it on wax
To eradicate the suckers who thought I had
The of hip hop, straight from Queens
it mean, keeping it clean
And you've never seen anybody the party
All you funky beataholics, this Bacardi
I go to the show, and emcees, don't you know
Moving my hand like I'm the piano
Don't touch the dial, change the channel
Don't let me hear you say I debonair
I'm better any emcee out there
As a matter of fact, suckers can't
When I rocking the mic stop and stare, at..