Luyện nghe bài hát My Mic Sounds Nice

Are you
Yo, Hurb, take it the top, one, two

My mic nice, check one
My mic nice, check two
My mic sound nice, three

Are you
To rock y'all, to the beat
on and you don't stop
Rockin' on, rockin' on

I'm the on the mic and it's true when I say that
The Pepa MC is here to and you know
If I was a I would sell
'Cause curve on my body got a story to tell, yeah
'em up, w-word 'em up 'cause
I'm so fly, can deny
The girl been born that can deal with I
Me, D., undoubtably def
need to be dressed, I'm fresh to the flesh
Yes, so tough you know it is a
Now Salt, get on the mic, and 'em why you go crush

I'm oh-aye, I'm on, I'm on
Yes I'm oh-aye, I'm so on
Like a grasshopper on the morning lawn
Like a needle on a record when it plays a
Like Little Boy Blue on his horn
And you I got to be on
Mcs rockin' and shockin', but it won't
on the mic, and I'm kickin', ask
Me no questions, tell no lies
It's a little warning, a word to the wise
You hopin' and scopin', layin' and prayin'
But on the is where you're staying

You're wack, I you understood
not related to me so you could never be good
I know you come from Babylon (And you why?)
you're a Babble-On MC (That's right)
You babble on the microphone about you wish
But could never be, so
Don't me how you're gonna rock
Don't brag the things that you ain't got
Don't feed me lies now I'm full
My cow just died, I don't need your

Yo, yo, my mic up a little bit
One, two, one, two, alright,

My mic sound nice, one
My mic nice, check two
My mic nice, check three

about now as you can see
In the to be
We're not talking geometry
or biology
So Sandy D. it to me
Why do they call you the MC?
You mean you don't know? Uh-uh a shame
OK Salt, let me

I'm hot like a fire, down, diminished
Oh, now I see! Chill, let me
I make one and all understand
I play, I slay when the mic's in my hand
The room reaches a hundred and four
You can scramble eggs on the
The pressure soars, the crowd, they
Sweat will drip to your drawers
The Pepa MC is hot ice
And I paid the to make the mic sound nice

Forget about the rest, yes, I don't
You're blessed with one of America's
So I think better count your blessings
When Salt's in the house, in session
a fact that I will wax
Mcs out are gonna get taxed
Rockin' to my beat
I'm a trip so I know you're fall for me
this is the year all men fear
Female MCs is movin' up
Salt and Pepa is biz
You know the of this, you know what time it is
"Super" is the of the boomin' bass
"Nature" describes our face
Turning out without a
no mistake, Queens is in the house
Yeah, it out
it out