Luyện nghe bài hát It's Going Down

Oww!
Get on
Get on
Get on

it's the E wit the juice, I'm down to get lose
Strapped in wit the nine by the boots
Hardcore funk that make ya wanna pump a
My thick so I will never get jumped

The Slayer a beast from the I'm psycho
If I had a glove, I would be Bad as
say yo I sound rugged
Pack wit the ultimate rap wit the like Snap

A.K.A. the Mic
A rap star wit the style, black as tar
Smokin' the E's no jokin', so don't trip or
And a hit, so bust it

ain't feel the way I do when I get wreck
No half steppin', I kick back a weapon
On the microphone, I
And groovy, a California couldn't move me

Get on down, get on
Get on down, get on
It's going
It's down

No lights, no but lots of action
No backwards, kid, like Michael Jackson
Strictly funk flows and steel toed Timb boots to
to state, stage to stage, as I clock loot

Black Asiatic, rapper fanatic,
Black mil is what I pack so kill the static
EPMD the sound of thumps underground
Ya stupid boy, no here, you catch a beat down

The Squad still in effect, no skippin'
Ya boy, keep the track, still bullshittin'
Down wit the rap pack, still my bozack
Here's a ticket kid to ride the Jim like

Got mad skills, hi-tech, been to snap necks
From eighty-seven to ninety-two, fourth
But now I'm Swayze, ghost, the rap
Who rip from coast to coast

Get on down, get on
Get on down, get on
going down
It's down

Yeah, to the picture, the scene
me Erick Sermon, my M-16
Just in case, ya know, a broke out
I can just chill, out the smoke out

One, no grill, no charcoal, no
Act like Bo Jackson, Nike, and Do It
If a problem, the Hit Squad rolls mad deep
So I can my head and get some sleep

While the E-Double, takes a nap, no to slack
It's my to guard the fort, ready for combat
and violence, that we don't promote
Just takin' what's kid, chill or smell the gun smoke

As I pull out, squeezin' like Mr.
Destroyin' posses of demo tapes Agent Orange
So chill kid and act like you
from the M.D. A.K.A. slow flow

It's down
going down
It's down
It's going
Get on