Luyện nghe bài hát Check 1, 2

EPMD, Def Jam
it, uhh, huh, yo

It's on the microphone
My be Elektra, I'm the male Syl Rhome
Homes, walk around with chrome
On safety, the mic in the end zone

This here ain't the average shit, you to front
And automatic rounds shoot you
So knock it off, Biggie Smalls said
"Duke, you soft, why you fuck with the boss?"

Where should I start? Breakin MCs or shatterin'
It's Diablo, PMD, Mic Doc with the heart
The go-getter, getter, get wit 'er, hit 'er, 'er
Front and back and if she wit it, in the shitter

So Heidi, Heidi, Heidi, hydro, pack gats and

With more cheese Lambeau, more heat than Rambo
Break down, dismantle, when I

I get down and I go for mines
Say 1, 2 and run down the line
to shine with techs and forty-four mags and nines
Don't get too close because you might get

I get down and I go for mines
Say check 1, 2 and run the line
Inclined to shine with techs and forty-four and nines
Don't get too close because you get shot

Uhh, yo, hey and yo!
fuckin' with us is bad news
Me and you got views
What you say is dope, I say's not
What I call wack, you'll call hot

The best thing for you is to and hope
Or get choked and hung with the velvet
'Cause you too theatrical, around
And end up smackin' you, you, attackin' you

That's why it's crucial, so neutral to collect the cash
Double beaucoup, just rippin' up is what my crew do
Whatever suits you, pull out the burner, the shoot through
Roadblocks and smear with the two-two

Or tech that'll chew through your waistline
I'm accurate, waste mine, spit on bassline
Run with the potential to be on Dateline
I don't fake mine, you crazy while I pace mine

Yeah, now why y'all wanna mess the vets?
We've doin' this shit since [unverified]
I shit that make you wanna smack your producer
And ice grill him and make you kill him dead

And walk around leakin' in the bed for the
For playin' the last Mohican
[Unverified], fuck you in Puerto Rican
Keep quiet when you hear men speakin'

Or get smacked, ain't no game, the shit is serious
Delerious, that's how we cats and niggaz curious
The true legend got caught, shit, you call Kevin
Big like Dog 40 and the Dutch the 7-11

I'm danger like Norris, the ranger
The mic strangler, PMD, the fuckin' head
Mo' skills fo' real for them cats kill
Pump a nine on the reg behind penetentiary

I just get and I go for mines
Say 1, 2 and run down the line
Inclined to shine techs and forty-four mags and nines
Don't get too because you might get shot