Luyện nghe bài hát 409

It's time to start the party if ya'll mind
Me and "E" our Adidas with 409
He the highs,I dog the bass
Ya wanna hear us
a taste!!!
Every day I make a sandwich with ham and
Use miracle whip,I don't mayonnaise
I eat a can of beans,good for my
1 a.m.,I always.....
Far from me to bite anothers
They're just too to write
I do'em two at a
Like the wax and ya don't quit
And if you didn't like that then my....
how I write my raps
Cold maxin' with two upon my lap
Chillin' on the phone,bookin' def shows
An' if the get illy I smack the....
days of my life are spent inside my bed
Just maxin' an' relaxin' I'm at club med
Ya say you like this record,you think fun?
Party get stupid we just begun!!!
(break)
get,get,gettin' real stupid
As the beat hits body get ill!!!
You ain't you paid dollars to party go off!!
The girl you're dancin' with has got hips bug out!!
Go on and grab her.....
Tape turn up the bass
No time to just dog the place
like a missile in space
Evil E keeps his in an anvil case
We fly T.W.A.,Pan Am,P.S.A
To places to home,far away
L.A.,New York,Detroit,Miami
If I see a and like her then I let her see my....
Jam how I got my fame,Ice capital T
Evil E's his
If you can't see who's rockin' you be blind
You clean your gazelles with some 409!!!
Go Ice get (x2)
Go Get busy (X2)
Turn up stereo,equalize treble
Bass be kickin' stupid as metal
On the mic tonight that's right rhyme opponent
M.C. Ice T just
33 and 1/3 revolutions per
This record is def because my is in it
Vocals laid by the Ice,tempos tight and
Special effects will be created by an splice
The funk is in it,ya dig it so stop frontin'
Bust a move to my groove your body do somethin'
No way in the world you can deny my method
As my record rotates,my get more impressive
I'm an M.C., Evil's my Dj on Records not M.C.A.
C.B.S.,Capitol,cause they too slow
Now Bros. clocks all the dough
As the record revolves gettin' made
A.S.C.A.P. pays me every time it's
I chill in def pure silks and suede
And the gold around my neck never fade
Down with my Syndicate rhyme
def tempos that I design
And if you can't hear'em such a crime
You better wash your dirty ears some 409
I rhyme elite,stay on beat
Travel in a posse I walk the street
Loved to say my rhymes when I to max
Now I don't speak much,I my words for wax
I just wanna make a point in this song
With a nonsense we can all get along and on and on
the break'a break of dawn
This jam will never play out the grooves too strong
Guys grab a girl,girls a guy
If a guy a guy,please take it outside
I make ya enjoy yourself
On the mic Ice T!!Who else?
Evil's on the cuts,Henry Gee's gun
my producer,Bambattas son
Bronx Bob's cold watchin' my back
Melle Mel's just for some punks to act wack
Caz and Donald D ,Scott La Rock
Red Alert,Chuck Out
If you're with my crew you will be fine
But if you ill get dirty-bring your 409!!
(BREAK)
409......