Luyện nghe bài hát Mcs Come & Mcs Go

"shaquita your at the door, shaquita your mother's at my door
She you shoulda been home at 11:30, she's at my door"

Check it out party people in the house we set the party off right
Right about now, with the hottest underground mc in the game,
Right it's bumpy knuckles baby, and we came to you the diverse flow
Part of what 'bout to do today, so if you ready throw your hands
In the air while we freak it like thi, thi, thi, thi- thi thi this

1]
Clap hands and stomp your feet
While we rock to the sounds of the bumpy beat, the beat
You never heard me this slow
So I thought that I would do it to let you know
I'm still with my m I c
I still put the hottest on I c e
I'm with guru and dj premier
I'd like to thank y'all for bringin me here
Now, back to the business while you clappin hands
It's been a while you've seen a real mc
These niggas make me thin
all these gangstas around wit it's
You're with the best
I live a hard life, I wear a hard knock vest
Wanna give me a hard test
I have your little screamin
I'm so that after me
You need a will smith song to life
I'm like in tibet
Fuck the bald head boy I the, the, the mic
Let's take it to union square
Can I the mic and mc in here
Well if so let's start
Pharoah say rub on your bumpy say rub on your ass

Mcs and mcs go
I'm one of the few mcs left mc flow
So when mcs in, mcs know
If they can't mc they got to go
Now everybody it up now ho...
Take it deep inside body and breathe...
Let it out

2]
Rock y'all I wanna give it to the thugs
So they can bring it inside the party and it out to everybody
"yo look" omigod, what is this
Got your hands in your pocket tryin to that icy wrist
Now did you I would miss, all that glitter and jewel
you know I rob a nigga, just too well
"it's not bumpy" do tell
I wonder if I stick knife in yo' ass would they hear you yell
It's nice to jack a nigga before you get on
And watch him in the crowd still cheering you and shit
I'm nice y'all, like and ice ball
Wanna fuck scary not once but twice y'all
I in london and the crowd was yelling
Bumpy knucks is the mc we be feelin
Hennesey was a drink and it still is
Look what it done to and willis
The real gon feel this
My mic is kinda like my jag only I wheel this
Now let's it back to union square
Can I grab the mic and it hot in here
Well if so make it hot to the beat y'all, and you don't stop

3]
Keep it on y'all, to the funky
hate me baby you can hump me now
All the ladies in the house that's sick and tired of ow
just one minute and ask these rap niggas how
They can get on stage and rap that
How you to get pussy after the show with crap like that
I bring the element, I like an elephant
When selling crack and was not so relevent
But are harder than blind man's chest
Big up my man big l, in peace he rests
It's not many niggas spittin like it to be
So hang around here y'all get used to me
All the gangstas in the house with they separate
When these corporate ass kissers gon accept the
That black people get but the blues
And we lost at the white folks in the fifties and sixty two
I been to school, and I at mcs
Until they spin 360 degrees and they pass out
Not gas out, and I'm not
While the is still jockin and your head is still boppin
I flinch, fuck you and keep the bed rockin
Jump from ass to ass so I know I'm hip
Now let's take it back to union
Can I the mic and mc in here
Well if so let's keep it
While the real mcs take control of mic