Luyện nghe bài hát .357 - Break It on Down

[LL J]
right y'all this is the LL Cool J party
Move it, move it, move it, get on the baby
That's right, try to front like your fly
GET OUT THERE!

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

[LL J]
Three hundred and fifty seven
why you gotta get your on the floor right now
We ain't playin, we here to get ill
than ill, LL youknowI'msayin?

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

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

Now get yourself on the
Stop actin like a

[LL J]
Boy, I'm better than better is, than badder is
I won't scare em or dare em just splatter his
guts kick his while Bob is rockin the cuts
Wanna step in the ring with me you must be
Not isis in a crisis or Freddy when he's ready or chasin he's chasin
But filling when the scene I 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, scold em, em and mold em
get paid ten knots at a time and I fold em
I remember the blunt and I remember what em
I can, can't cause I'm down E yet you have the audacity
to try and with him and me
is weak and Supersonic is wack
Sneak at the minute like a Siamese cat
hand (1, 2, 3) catch twenty-two I'm H-A-R-D
I'm as hard as hard rock in the rock town
I .357 and I break it on down

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

[LL J]
I'm a nappy, sappy crappy of who
If I ever imitated it be you, ooooh
You don't know so have died when the LL growl was amplified
Get back better yet back get back
Like shaft and the cause I'm mad and I'm black
I'm a plan a good boyfriend
I'm the reason rap rules and the country out J-A-M-E-S
Fresh as a cliche but so is my
Disco is out Rhythm and blues is old
P's and Q's keep me in shoes
and dissin me because I'm young and I'm strong
And I'm capable of a platinum LP
you was, you assumed I was all in
But boy is for ballin never say I'm fallin
all cars for the brother in black
L-E-L the Mack back bone of track
I'm force full of force to put you on your
Makin hit after hit while you for a contract
than hot now watch how hot I can get
Leavin rappers freze and skimmer's dimmer's wet
I'm as hard as rock in the hard rock town
I .357 and I break it on down

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