Luyện nghe bài hát .357 - Break It on Down

[LL J]
That's right y'all this is the LL J party
Move it, move it, it, get on the floor baby
That's right, try to front like your fly
GET OUT THERE!

[LL J]
To rappers I'm a nightmare on Elm
Hellafied hotter than heat, guess why the other's can't
Cause I'm a and I can eat much more
a fat man after a Packer jam
L.L.'s thicker than butter, well-known throw
When I'm all the amateurs stutter
There's scared and can't believe their whole crews
a rapper alive that can fill my shoes
I'm dope on a rope virgins elope
I do the hustle and the and the roper dope
I'm as hard as hard rock in the hard rock 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
than ill, LL youknowI'msayin?

[LL J]
Just like Ali and the 40 thevz
So nasty you know whether to stay or leave
More fear then Even Bluebeard I primrose
A picture of me is 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 a block long
Illy ill fire starter hittin than King Kong
Not a axe not one of the mill
Not easily out or easily killed
Cause I'm as hard as hard rock in the hard town
I gotta .357 and I break it on

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

Now get on the floor
Stop actin like a

[LL J]
Boy, I'm better better is, badder than badder is
I won't scare em or em I'll just splatter his
guts kick his butt while Bob is rockin the
Wanna step in the ring with me you must be
Not in a crisis or Freddy when he's ready or chasin when he's chasin
But filling when the scene I mean I'm and acin
Amateurs who lack it can't hack it I attack it why I'm gonna crack it
Then selling the soul of little kids who roll
I told em, scold em, em and mold em
get paid ten knots at a time and I fold em
I remember the blunt and I what told em
I can, can't I'm down with E yet you have the audacity
to try and mess him and me
is weak and Supersonic is wack
Sneak at the minute like a Siamese cat
Pale hand (1, 2, 3) twenty-two I'm H-A-R-D
I'm as hard as hard rock in the hard rock
I gotta .357 and I it on down

[LL J]
Rock the beat now that can be
Yo you look fine spread em
Yo homeboy get up against the put this in your pocket
Who is
it, move 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 many have died when the LL growl was
Get back better yet back get back
Like shaft and the Mack cause I'm mad and I'm
I'm a perfect plan a good
I'm the reason rap rules and the country out J-A-M-E-S
Fresh as a but so is my forte
Disco is out Rhythm and is old news
P's and Q's keep me in shoes
and dissin me because I'm young and I'm strong
And I'm of makin a platinum LP
Wrong you was, you I was all in
But boy is for ballin never say I'm fallin
Callin all for the brother in black
L-E-L the back bone of this track
I'm force of force to put you on your back
hit after hit while you search for a contract
Hotter hot now watch how hot I can get
Leavin rappers freze dried and dimmer's wet
I'm as as hard rock 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 those who want to get busy
right baby get your body on the floor
Move it, it
.357 at point blank ain't nothin strange
you're havin a heart attack is at back
Now listen to me it, bring it on, on down, down, down, down, down, down