Luyện nghe bài hát Check 1, 2

EPMD, Def Jam
it, uhh, huh, yo

It's E-Dub on the
My style be Elektra, I'm the Syl Rhome
Homes, walk with forty-four chrome
On safety, spike the mic in the end

This ain't the average shit, you used to front
And automatic rounds shoot you
So knock it off, like Biggie Smalls
"Duke, you soft, why you fuck with the boss?"

Where should I start? MCs or shatterin' charts?
Diablo, PMD, Mic Doc with the purple heart
The go-getter, getter, get wit 'er, hit 'er, 'er
Front and back and if she wit it, in the shitter

So Heidi, Heidi, Heidi, hydro, pack and ammo

With cheese than Lambeau, more heat than Rambo
Break down, dismantle, when I

I just get and I go for mines
Say 1, 2 and run down the line
Inclined to shine with techs and forty-four and nines
Don't get too close because you get shot

I just get down and I go for
Say check 1, 2 and run down the
Inclined to shine with and forty-four mags and nines
get too close because you might get shot

Uhh, yo, hey and yo!
EPMD fuckin' with us is bad
Me and you got views
What you say is dope, I say's not
What I might wack, you'll call hot

The best for you is to think and hope
Or get choked and with the velvet rope
you too theatrical, mess around
And end up smackin' you, jackin' you, you

why it's crucial, so stay neutral to collect the cash
Double beaucoup, rippin' up mics is what my crew do
Whatever suits you, pull out the burner, fuck the through
Roadblocks and smear with the two-two

Or tech nine that'll through your waistline
I'm accurate, waste mine, spit on bassline
Run the unseen potential to be on Dateline
I don't fake mine, you blaze while I pace mine

Yeah, now why y'all wanna mess the vets?
We've doin' this shit since [unverified]
I make shit that make you wanna smack producer
And ice grill him and make you wanna him dead

And walk around leakin' in the bed for the
For with the last Mohican
[Unverified], fuck you in Puerto Rican
Keep when you hear grown men speakin'

Or get smacked, this no game, the shit is serious
Delerious, that's how we leave cats and curious
The true legend got caught, shit, you better call
Big like Dog 40 and the Dutch from the

I'm danger like Norris, the ranger
The mic strangler, PMD, the head banger
Mo' skills fo' for them cats that kill
Pump a nine on the reg penetentiary steel

I get down and I go for mines
Say 1, 2 and run down the line
Inclined to with techs and forty-four mags and nines
Don't get too close you might get shot