Luyện nghe bài hát Bomdigi

I'll sway...
This's the way it goes
Def

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The e gets wicked, no for the biscuit
The green-eyed funkdafied brother coming
I the party off just like tanqueray
The funk lord, nobody else could this way
I put the loc to the motion, drop the coast to coast and
I buck like shot, I know I got cha opin
the soup, I dogg the mic like snoop
I get swift like h-town, when I knock da (daaat's right)
I'm dynamite this mic
I like doug e. and I rock the mic lovely
The afrodesiac, bringin the
To city, on the zapp side with the vibe
I'm cold like bobby and ralph t
I come with the game of death, without lee
The irregular speakin, for mc's who be tweakin
Catch me at the beacon freakin

Brothers see me
my style's the bom-digi-bom-uh-dang-a-dang-digi / repeat 2x
...
Brothers see me

Verse

It goes one for the trouble, two for the
Aiyyo, I'm gettin airplay like the beautiful
I'm the mack, I made goldy turn
When I induce my upon the microphone (yeah)
I goes for y'all in broad daylight
Weeded, rockin the mic like and psych
Today is a green day, so blazin
To specify it, I get big-up jamaicans
Hey, the e-r-i-c-k gets for the public
doper than janet jackson's stomach
Ask anybody, the dopest producer?
I think of cruise, I'm never too much I'm luther
My style is the
No crew is us
You got with my squad you better dare that
The shit I kick make say, "i shoulda snared that"

Verse

this puzzle, what squad beat up like russell simmons
And more flyer robin givens
slop, from the darkside
Basically, I can't wait, from the redman tape
(and make much sense when he's fool) cause I constantly keep shitting
And constantly keep listening
Yeah, who can it be now, out
Flying through the air with wings e double doing my