Luyện nghe bài hát .357 - Break It on Down

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

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

[LL J]
Three hundred and seven reasons
why you gotta get your butt on the floor now
We playin, we came here to get ill
Iller than ill, LL

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

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

Now get yourself on the
Stop actin a sissy

[LL J]
Boy, I'm better than better is, than badder is
I won't scare em or dare em I'll just his
guts kick his butt Bob is rockin the cuts
Wanna step in the ring with me you must be
Not in a crisis or Freddy when he's ready or chasin when he's chasin
But filling the scene I mean I'm icin and acin
who lack it can't hack it I attack it that's why I'm gonna crack it
Then the soul of little kids who can't roll
I told em, em, teach em and mold em
get paid ten knots at a time and I fold em
I remember the blunt and I remember told em
I can, can't cause I'm down with E yet you have the
to try and with him and me
Hypersonic is weak and is wack
Sneak around at the minute a Siamese cat
Pale (1, 2, 3) catch twenty-two I'm H-A-R-D
I'm as hard as hard in the hard rock town
I gotta .357 and I it on down

[LL J]
the beat now that can be arranged
Yo baby you look spread em
Yo homeboy get up against the wall put this in pocket
Who is
it, move it, move it

[LL J]
I'm a nappy, sappy crappy of who
If I imitated it wouldn't be you, ooooh
You don't so many have died when the LL growl was amplified
Get better yet step back get back
Like and the Mack cause I'm mad and I'm black
I'm a perfect plan a good
I'm the rap rules and the country out Cool J-A-M-E-S
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 capable of a platinum LP
you was, you assumed I was all in
But boy is for ballin they'll never say I'm
Callin all cars for the in black
L-E-L the Mack back bone of track
I'm force full of force to put you on your
Makin hit hit while you search for a contract
Hotter hot now watch how hot I can get
Leavin rappers freze dried and skimmer's wet
I'm as hard as hard rock in the hard town
I gotta .357 and I it on down

[LL J]
Now the LL is now handin out speed knots
to all those who don't want to get
That's right baby get your body on the
Move it, it
.357 at point blank range nothin strange
you're a heart attack is at your back
Now listen to me bring it, bring it on, on down, down, down, down, down,