Luyện nghe bài hát Funkmaster Flex Freestyle

(feat. Murray, Redman)

[Keith
[Funkmaster Flex cuts and "Live up in this piece"]
Live up in this
I'ma set off this, check me out
Now who's these crazy niggaz,
crazy, pussy, out of straw
Thinkin they crazy hardcore, metaphor
Matter of fact I think niggaz is gay
Always a party with no DJ
[Protect Ya Neck instrumental on]
I rap competition be like "What Squad be on it like that?"
Man, pssct, that
We stay with the lethal
Click on the mic run like roaches
Now they got me up in England my jewels be
While my be singling
I come with the
Redman please come off the wall with some

Yes I come down with the ruckus
Don't know I be the nigga jammin y'all like Smuckers
Freeze, come consecutively like EPMD
Robbin y'all for cheese, now yes y'all
Fuck you and you the Olde E brew
Down with Flex yes who's next
To get they set burnt like Waco, Tex
Now, I down with the sound
Def Squad represent, yes we swift
We with the boogie, fuck all you rookies
We some tough cookies on the mic

Murray]
We here to make a dollar out of fifteen
And let our balls hang like we on the takin a shit
Styles is all that, and a big bag of with the dip
So fuck all that sensuous
I represent violence
And leave click holier than the ten commandments
Like Redman I with the Ruck
If your if was a spliff be ALL fucked up
No need to ask who is he so we get
our Tims on the boulevard of MANY rough cities
I'll to Norman Bate ya I love to hate ya
Cuz youse a by nate
make the face ya brain erasure
Drink your lyrics straight with no chaser
My verbal combat's a mini-Mac to your back
As soon as one of you niggaz try to
The L.O.D. love good of amp
Break your motivation your camp
For the jealous, overzealous, we top fellas
the spot like Branford Marsalis
Niggaz through and acting wild
smack the smile off that kid

The Funk Spock pumps a thousand watts in your vest
Watch, what level next, I'ma this ghettoness
A little something for the and beyond
Trapper John can't find the sickness in song
So I ALL these hyper MC's
These Def Squad mentalities, leave your ass
Smoke the chalm I got like Vietnam
I a bag of herb from Ricardo Montalban
To all these fantasies on the island
To come back home wildin with cash and diamonds
In I keep you half-stashed in the seat
you boo boo kept shit locked down on the streets
Peep, how I get funky techniques
This I rock, this bizness I rock, make crack junkies respect me
commence to beat an instrumental
With and pencils and MC's go incidential
keep the fuckin beat on deck!
While we wreck his fuckin set!
[Flex into the Zulu War Chant]