Luyện nghe bài hát Intrigued

Hit the floor and roll E's on fire
I'm your motherfucker but not Maguire
I'm the skinned packin' Mac 10 who get busy
Effective puttin' shit in the perspective

Strapped with the gat caps across the map
Yo the crew's back and ASCAP, yeah
I'm six two fat went with the chrome
Diamond and jewels estates the swimmin' pools

And the sauna, piggedy-puffin' on marijuana
Tiajuana, miggedy-mess around and youse a goner
I stash the cash don't flash the cash
You figgedy-front on this kid I smash ass

Chiggedy-check the one two-er, it from the sewer to the land
Cross the sand, biggedy
Back to with my miggidy-man
Got plans to blow, solidifyin all in the game
Like coalition, stiggedy-stop look and

To the hot shit, I'm the Tale of Bronx shit
me Sonny, with pounds of money
Bringin' raw music, my style swoosh
say, "Mister" when you introduce me

Yeah uh, EPMD and Das EFX, to flex
Funkmaster, Back to Business in your tape deck
Steel, I hold it, put it together
upside down, bust it, then reload it

Yo, I'm comin' up from Virginia, on the
Havin dinner y'all, this dimepiece named Levinia
Cellular ringin', it's Books how ya
Fat like Thanksgiving, drop shit like a pigeon

Yo, the boogie banger, biggedy-black Rover to
Danger, I'm iggidy-off the planet Kramer
My iggidy-anger, slaughter, of order
Split your monkey ass in like Moses split the wiggidy-water

You intrigued by the way, we do our
Do
up the mic, hot, and make you swing
Say
Pick up the mic, hot, and it swing
Yo, cold wax and tax who tend to act ill

You by the way, we do our thing
Do
Pick up the mic, hot, and you swing
Say
Pick up the mic, hot, and make it
Yo, wax and tax MC's who tend to act ill

Any hype, out the door, it
Anything the wants, uhh bill it
E P M D out the box we be
We hold the title, like priests hold the

God bless, to any MC who wanna
Survival of the fittest, it life or death
will manuevers, rapper slash producer
Puttin; it down with E-Dub, in the

riggidy-real thugs, sex hip-hop and drugs
Liggidy-left burnt rugs, beers out of gold mugs
Slugs in the barrel, on brand apparel
Briggidy-bringin' like John Travolta in Arrow

But niggidy-no need for that, Smith the gat
'em back, or niggaz gon' biggidy-bleed, in fact
It's wiggidy wild shine the head, of Golden Child
Corrupt styles, smile, we takin' bails to trial

You by the way, we do our thing
Do
Pick up the mic, hot, and you swing
Say
Pick up the mic, hot, and make it
Yo, cold wax and tax MC's who to act ill

You intrigued by the way, we do our
Do
Pick up the mic, hot, and you swing
Say
Pick up the mic, hot, and it swing
Yo, wax and tax MC's who tend to act ill