Luyện nghe bài hát The Funky Headhunter

Yo ham, whassup,
Whassup,
Ain't nothin' man, what you think 'bout all fellas
Out there junk about you, man?

Oh, you talkin' 'bout them rap
Oh, you how they do it, man
They talk pro-black, but they'll stab you in yo back
But you know, got to go
I can't fade 'em

Yeah, so what you gon' do,
I oughtta bust 'em in the back of they

Bust 'em in the back of head
For those lies that I know that said
'em in the back of they head
For those lies I know that they said

Bust 'em in the back of they
For those that I know that they said
Bust 'em in the back of head
For those lies I know that they said

It's the one you can't touch, pump it up, it up
A brand new cut for the to burn up
gettin' mad 'cause over 20 million sold
And now they try to 'cause they can't get gold

I was born in a hole, now I'm in
(Yo, yo)
Bank boy is the way we roll
(We roll)
I'm mackin' for the
Talkin' the on the tracks

The hammer don't hurt 'em are over
are the days of the payback, payback
I'm up on the hill down
Biggidy phat rap number one pound for pound, punks

Yeah, you runners, of Hammer
The funky

Bust 'em in the of they head
For lies that I know that they said
'em in the back of they head
For those lies that I know that they

Bust 'em in the back of they
For those that I know that they said
'em in the back of they head
For those lies that I know that they

Ya to play me soft, now ya set it off
If ya got on ya chest, let it off
'Cause we can get it on, don't let the steps fool ya
'Cause if I catch ya slippin', I'ma to do ya, do ya

One to the chin, to the jaw
I know ya just bustas perpetrating ya raw
Mash it, Trash it, search pass it
The trick's last album didn't go plastic
Some claiming towns that they ain't from
Some they hard, but never shot a gun, Bustas

Yeah, you runners, beware of
The funky

Bust 'em in the back of they
For those lies that I know that said
Bust 'em in the back of head
For lies that I know that they said

Bust 'em in the back of they
For those lies that I know that said
Bust 'em in the back of head
For those lies that I know that they

Bust 'em in the back, bust 'em, bust 'em, bust 'em in the
Bust 'em in the back, bust 'em, bust 'em, 'em in the back
And those suckas play dead

from high street, raised by the o.g.'s
Never keys, but quick to drop them B's
Put 'em in the trunk and ain't no front
'Cause east oak town didn't raise no

So sit up, get up, they get lit up
Check it, Hammer came with the unexpected, I it
Quik, I gets mad wicked, I didn't the rhyme
'Cause Q-Tip couldn't it

And that Redman, I hit you with the back son
Talk is cheap, it's time time for action
Gonna make you eat word that you said
And a trick like you end up dead, Red

But another about the moms and the pops
And when the joking stops, knock off ya block
And watch ya body the ya album straight flopped, Fool, Fool

Trick runner, of hammer
The headhunter