Luyện nghe bài hát .357 - Break It on Down

[LL J]
That's y'all this is the LL Cool J party
it, move it, move it, get on the floor baby
That's right, don't try to front your fly
GET OUT THERE!

[LL J]
To rappers I'm a nightmare on Elm
Hellafied hotter heat, guess why the other's can't eat?
I'm a carnivore and I can eat much more
than a fat man a Packer jam
L.L.'s thicker than butter, well-known cutter
When I'm all the amateurs stutter
There's scared and can't believe that their 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 hard rock in the hard town
I gotta .357 and I it on down

[LL J]
Three and fifty seven reasons
why you get your butt on the floor right now
We ain't playin, we came to get ill
than ill, LL youknowI'msayin?

[LL J]
Just Ali Baba and the 40 thevz
So you don't know whether to stay or leave
More fear then Even Bluebeard I serve
A picture of me is like one of
I don't play the banjo will you understand yo
Servin I the matter how old I go Rambo
Cocks half a block long
Illy ill fire starter hittin harder than 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 rock town
I gotta .357 and I it on down

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

Now get yourself on the
Stop actin a sissy

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

[LL J]
Rock the beat now that can be
Yo baby you 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, sappy imitator of who
If I ever imitated it be you, ooooh
You don't know so many have died when the LL was amplified
Get back better yet back get back
shaft and the Mack cause I'm mad and I'm black
I'm a perfect a good boyfriend
I'm the rap rules and the country 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 me because I'm young and I'm strong
And I'm capable of makin a LP
Wrong you was, you I was all in
But boy is for they'll never say I'm fallin
all cars for the brother in black
L-E-L the Mack back bone of track
I'm force full of force to put you on your
Makin hit after hit while you for a contract
Hotter than hot now how hot I can get
rappers freze dried and skimmer's dimmer's wet
I'm as hard as hard rock in the hard rock
I gotta .357 and I it on down

[LL J]
Now the LL posse is now handin out knots
to all who don't want to get busy
That's right get your body on the floor
Move it, it
.357 at point blank range 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