Luyện nghe bài hát Underground

Comin' straight the underground
straight from the underground
I'm straight from the underground
Comin' straight from the

As I pump up a brand new funk
And bring back the chill of thrill B.B. King
Old fashioned is the way I be waxin' a MC
I a grill, and the reaction I check

Inspect, sure the head's wrecked
a neck for some live effects
A machine, my functioning, that's
I together, my man, like Al Green

I'm a slayer, the E R I C K and I'm
To attack a punk chump ain't sayin' Jack
Boom, I'm buckwild I'm stoned

I close one eye like a cyclone
So I throw on my black that's rhinestone
to my Benz that's outlined in chrome
I'm the Grand Royal MC, I'm no

I hit like a Blunt when it's toked
I smoke, an MC well done, he gets
I'm knockin' out wack like Michael Nunn
power, one punch, crunch, I'm throwin' bolos

I'm strapped heavy, my handguns solo
I'm when it's time to get down
'Cuz Erick comin' straight from the Underground

straight from the underground
I'm comin' from the underground
I'm comin' straight the underground
I'm comin' straight from the

Okie dokie, my mind gets slow pokey when I the
Bull a Phillie Blunt and I hope me
Old is cold when I pop the cap
Take a sip and then blitz, then a back with a rhyme sack

I'm too smooth, pay my dues and can't lose
I'm Top Gun bitches like Tom Cruise
And my main man, D Wade, gets paid
And in the off-season we vacate in the

So all hail the Mary, crack the
Blast the boom box, act like George and Jet, son
'Cuz my style, to Tae-Kwon-Do, but hey, yo
I don't kick or throw stars, brother flows
To the funk with 808 drops for prop the top

Of or thuggin', D T's or cops
I say, "No" to blow and "Yes" to and I suggest
You put a buck on Lotto and if you win, you invest
In a new grill, Bill, 'cuz I rock non

The Fat Lady sings, or starts to ill
There's a fat chance, with the brother
'Cuz I'm the of the quadraverb and the echo
There's no time to stop, so P on steppin'

On the of the frame of the mind, the nine is the weapon
That I choose to squeeze when a brother wild
One slug to the head, mafioso
You catch a beat down with sounds that pound
Watch yourself son, I'm comin' straight from the

I'm comin' straight from the
I'm comin' straight from the
from the underground