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, move it, get on the baby
That's right, try to front like your fly
GET OUT THERE!

[LL J]
To I'm a nightmare on Elm Street
hotter than heat, guess 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 thicker than butter, well-known throw
When I'm all the amateurs stutter
There's scared and can't believe that whole crews
Ain't a alive that can fill my shoes
I'm dope on a rope wanna elope
I do the hustle and the shuffle and the roper
Cause I'm as hard as rock in the hard rock town
I gotta .357 and I it on down

[LL J]
Three hundred and fifty reasons
why you gotta get your butt on the right now
We ain't playin, we came to get ill
Iller than ill, LL

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

[LL J]
A and ninety five pounds 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, badder badder is
I won't scare em or em I'll just splatter his
guts kick his butt while Bob is rockin the
step in the ring with me you must be nuts
Not in a crisis or Freddy when he's ready or chasin when he's chasin
But filling when the scene I I'm icin 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 can't
I told em, scold em, em and mold em
get ten knots at a time and then I fold em
I the blunt and I remember what told em
I can, can't cause I'm down with E yet you have the
to try and mess him and me
is weak and Supersonic is wack
Sneak around at the 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 now that can be arranged
Yo baby you fine spread em
Yo homeboy get up against the wall put in your pocket
Who is
it, move it, move it

[LL J]
I'm a nappy, sappy crappy of who
If I ever it wouldn't be you, ooooh
You don't know so many have died the LL growl was amplified
Get better yet step back get back
Like shaft and the cause I'm mad and I'm black
I'm a plan a good boyfriend
I'm the reason rap rules and the out Cool J-A-M-E-S
as a cliche but so is my forte
Disco is out Rhythm and blues is old
P's and Q's keep me in your
and you're dissin me I'm young and I'm strong
And I'm of makin a platinum LP
you was, you assumed I was all in
But boy is for ballin never say I'm fallin
Callin all cars for the in black
L-E-L the Mack back of this track
I'm force full of force to put you on your
Makin hit after hit while you for a contract
Hotter hot now watch how hot I can get
Leavin rappers freze dried and dimmer's wet
I'm as hard as hard rock in the hard rock
I .357 and I break it on down

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