Luyện nghe bài hát Funkmaster Flex Freestyle

(feat. Murray, Redman)

[Keith
[Funkmaster Flex and scratches "Live up in this piece"]
Live up in piece
set off like this, check me out
Now these crazy niggaz, drinkin
crazy, pussy, out of straw
Thinkin they crazy hardcore, crazy
Matter of I think them niggaz is gay
having a party with no DJ
[Protect Ya Neck comes on]
When I rap be like "What Squad be on it like that?"
Man, pssct, fuck
We stay the lethal dosage
Click on the mic run like roaches
Now they got me up in England my jewels be
While my single be
I come the hardcore
Redman please come off the with some more

Yes y'all I come with the ruckus
Don't y'all know I be the nigga y'all like Smuckers
Freeze, come consecutively EPMD LP's
Robbin y'all for cheese, now yes whaddIdo
Fuck you and you drink the Olde E
with Funkmaster Flex yes who's next
To get they set burnt like Waco, Tex
Now, I comes with the sound
Def Squad represent, yes we swift
We comes with the boogie, all you rookies
We some tough cookies on the mic

Murray]
We here to make a out of fifteen cents
And let our balls hang like we on the toilet a shit
Styles is all that, and a big bag of chips the dip
So fuck all that shit
I intellectual violence
And leave your holier than the ten commandments
Like I shift with the Ruck
If your if was a spliff we'd be ALL up
No need to ask who is he so we get
Scuff our Tims on the of MANY rough cities
I'll have to Bate ya I love to hate ya
Cuz youse a freak by
Can't make the face ya erasure
Drink your lyrics down straight with no
My verbal like a mini-Mac to your back
As as one of you niggaz try to overreact
The L.O.D. good confrontation of amp
Break motivation murder your camp
For the jealous, overzealous, we top fellas
the spot like Branford Marsalis
Niggaz through and acting wild
Redman smack the off that kid

The Funk Doctor Spock pumps a watts in your vest
Watch, what level next, take this ghettoness
A little for the wicked and beyond
Trapper John can't find the in this song
So I ALL these hyper MC's
These Def Squad mentalities, your ass calm
Smoke the chalm I got alms like
I bought a bag of herb from Montalban
To fulfill all these fantasies on the
To come back home wildin with chrome cash and
In fact I you half-stashed in the seat
Plus you boo boo kept shit locked on the streets
Peep, how I get funky with
This bass I rock, this bizness I rock, crack junkies respect me
Then commence to beat an
With pads and pencils and go incidential
Motherfucker keep the fuckin on deck!
While we wreck his whole set!
mixes into the Zulu War Chant]