Luyện nghe bài hát It's Going Down

Oww!
Get on
Get on
Get on

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

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

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

Some ain't feel the way I do I get wreck
No half steppin', I kick back like a
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
going down

No lights, no but lots of action
No moonwalkin' backwards, kid, like Jackson
Strictly funk flows and toed Timb boots to troop
State to state, stage to stage, as I loot

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

The Squad still in effect, no record
Ya stupid boy, keep the track, bullshittin'
wit the rap pack, still grabbin' my bozack
Here's a kid to ride the Jim like Amtrak

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

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

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

One, no grill, no charcoal, no
Act Bo Jackson, Nike, and Just Do It
If there's a problem, the Hit rolls mad deep
So I can rest my head and get some

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

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

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