Luyện nghe bài hát .357 - Break It on Down

[LL J]
That's right y'all is the LL Cool J party
Move it, it, move it, get on the floor baby
That's right, don't try to front your fly
GET OUT THERE!

[LL J]
To I'm a nightmare on Elm Street
Hellafied hotter than heat, why the other's can't eat?
Cause I'm a carnivore and I can eat more
than a fat man a Packer jam
L.L.'s than butter, well-known throw cutter
When I'm involved all the amateurs
There's scared and believe that their whole crews
Ain't a alive that can fill my shoes
I'm dope on a rope virgins elope
I do the hustle and the and the roper dope
Cause I'm as hard as hard rock in the hard town
I gotta .357 and I break it on

[LL J]
Three hundred and fifty seven
why you gotta get butt on the floor right now
We ain't playin, we here to get ill
Iller ill, LL youknowI'msayin?

[LL J]
Just Ali Baba and the 40 thevz
So nasty you don't know to stay or leave
More then Even Bluebeard I serve primrose
A of me is like one of Michaelango's
I don't play the banjo you ever understand yo
I mean the matter how old I go Rambo
Cocks strong half a long
Illy ill fire starter harder than King Kong
Not a axe not one of the mill
Not knocked out or easily killed
Cause I'm as hard as hard rock in the hard rock
I gotta .357 and I break it on

[LL J]
A hundred and ninety five punk
More to the ounce and I say what counts

Now get on the floor
Stop actin like a

[LL J]
Boy, I'm better than better is, than badder is
I won't scare em or dare em I'll just his
guts kick his while Bob is rockin the cuts
Wanna step in the ring me you must be nuts
Not isis in a or Freddy when he's ready or chasin when he's chasin
But filling when the I mean I'm icin and acin
Amateurs who lack it can't hack it I attack it that's why I'm gonna it
Then selling the soul of little who can't roll
I told em, em, teach em and mold em
get paid ten knots at a and then I fold em
I remember the blunt and I remember told em
I can, can't cause I'm down with E yet you have the
to try and with him and me
Hypersonic is weak and Supersonic is
around at the minute like a Siamese cat
Pale hand (1, 2, 3) catch twenty-two I'm
I'm as hard as hard rock in the rock town
I gotta .357 and I break it on

[LL J]
Rock the beat now that can be
Yo baby you fine spread em
Yo get up against the wall put this in your pocket
Who is
Move it, it, move it

[LL J]
I'm a nappy, crappy imitator of who
If I ever imitated it wouldn't be you,
You don't know so have died when the LL growl was amplified
Get back yet step back get back
Like and the Mack cause I'm mad and I'm black
I'm a perfect a good boyfriend
I'm the reason rap rules and the country out J-A-M-E-S
as a cliche but so is my forte
Disco is out Rhythm and is old news
P's and Q's me in your shoes
and you're dissin me because I'm young and I'm
And I'm capable of makin a LP
Wrong you was, you I was all in
But boy is for ballin they'll say I'm fallin
Callin all for the brother in black
L-E-L the Mack back bone of track
I'm force full of to put you on your back
Makin hit after hit while you for a contract
Hotter than hot now how hot I can get
Leavin rappers freze dried and skimmer's wet
I'm as hard as hard in the hard rock town
I gotta .357 and I break it on

[LL J]
Now the LL posse is now handin out speed
to all who don't want to get busy
That's baby get your body on the floor
Move it, it
.357 at point blank range nothin strange
havin a heart attack is at your back
Now listen to me bring it, bring it on, on down, down, down, down, down,