Luyện nghe bài hát Hey

The name is Q-Tip, enterin the middle
the left, dead all the jokes and the riddles
Comin the maximum gain, the octane
on the radio it made me feel so low
It seems we gotta, brighten, the prison
I'm Nintendo 64 and you Intellivision
Bustin no mo' trey-eights, now papi weight
This is like a Ruger, watch it roar like a cougar
And we gotta, on the dancefloor
and work it out all night that's what you here for
Just chem', I fills it to the rim, shine is lookin dim
shine the light on him, ahem it's me
Leader of the Force
Guaranteed to knock joint off course, we took the loss?
Damn right, sure as made Ike
We gonna put it in noggin all night, and all day
The Trilateral we dissin
citizens be straight, but like snakes they hissin
I'll be damned if I let his song fall to the
Goin piggybackin shit, let's ride,

I put it down, now what you gonna do
Hey, now, what you gonna do, with yourself, hah?

When you hear this, recognize you hear
MC nigga illin b-boy dubs
Riding through the shit Tron
Doesn't matter if you onboard, do you get on?
Cause if you do, all the moves that we make
Gotta do the right, ain't no time for mistake
It's the hip-hop cat that can't, with Jake
Just because he wear a badge doesn't, mean he so
you wanna swallow it down or let's take it
Disregard those who fake it, yo it doesn't
the realm, hip-hop is to the helm
It's divine to hit the mind like elms
So put it man, put it on down
Put it down man, put it on
Put it down woman, put it on
Put it down man, put it on
Put it man, whatchu gonna do
Put it down woman, gonna do
A-put it down man, gonna do
Put it down woman, whatchu do

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