Luyện nghe bài hát .357 - Break It on Down

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

[LL J]
To I'm a nightmare on Elm Street
Hellafied hotter than heat, guess why the other's can't
Cause I'm a carnivore and I can eat more
than a fat man after a jam
L.L.'s than butter, well-known throw cutter
When I'm all the amateurs stutter
There's scared and can't believe that whole crews
Ain't a rapper alive can fill my shoes
I'm dope on a rope wanna elope
I do the and the shuffle and the roper dope
Cause I'm as hard as hard rock in the hard town
I .357 and I break it on down

[LL J]
Three and fifty seven reasons
why you gotta get your butt on the right now
We ain't playin, we here to get ill
Iller than ill, LL

[LL J]
like Ali Baba and the 40 thevz
So nasty you know whether to stay or leave
More fear then Even Bluebeard I serve
A picture of me is one of Michaelango's
I don't play the banjo will you understand yo
Servin I the matter how old I go Rambo
Cocks strong half a block
Illy ill fire starter hittin harder King Kong
Not a battle axe not one of the
Not easily out or easily killed
Cause I'm as hard as hard in the hard rock town
I gotta .357 and I it on down

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

Now get on the floor
actin like a sissy

[LL J]
Boy, I'm better than better is, badder badder is
I won't em or dare em I'll just splatter his
kick his butt while Bob is rockin the cuts
Wanna step in the ring me you must be nuts
Not isis in a crisis or when he's ready or chasin when he's chasin
But filling the scene I mean I'm icin and acin
Amateurs who lack it can't it I attack it that's why I'm gonna crack it
Then selling the soul of little kids who can't
I told em, scold em, em and mold em
get paid ten knots at a time and then I em
I the blunt and I remember what told em
I can, can't cause I'm with E yet you have the audacity
to try and with him and me
is weak and Supersonic is wack
Sneak around at the minute a Siamese cat
Pale hand (1, 2, 3) catch I'm H-A-R-D
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 can be arranged
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 it wouldn't be you, ooooh
You don't know so many have when the LL growl was amplified
Get back better yet step get back
Like shaft and the Mack cause I'm mad and I'm
I'm a perfect plan a good
I'm the reason rap rules and the country out Cool
Fresh as a but so is my forte
is out Rhythm and blues is old news
P's and Q's me in your shoes
and you're dissin me because I'm young and I'm
And I'm of makin a platinum LP
you was, you assumed I was all in
But boy is for ballin never say I'm fallin
Callin all cars for the brother in
L-E-L the Mack back of this track
I'm full of force to put you on your back
Makin hit after hit while you search for a
Hotter than hot now how hot I can get
Leavin freze dried and skimmer's dimmer's wet
I'm as hard as rock in the hard rock town
I gotta .357 and I break it on

[LL J]
Now the LL posse is now handin out speed
to all those who want to get busy
That's right get your body on the floor
Move it, it
.357 at point blank range nothin strange
havin a heart attack is at your back
Now to me bring it, bring it on, on down, down, down, down, down, down