Luyện nghe bài hát Check 1, 2

EPMD, Def Jam
it, uhh, huh, yo

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

This here ain't the shit, you used to front
And automatic will shoot you
So it off, like Biggie Smalls said
"Duke, you soft, why you wanna fuck the boss?"

Where should I Breakin 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, straight in the

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

With more than Lambeau, more heat than Rambo
Break down, dismantle, I scramble

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

And walk around leakin' in the bed for the
For playin' with the Mohican
[Unverified], that's fuck you in Rican
Keep quiet when you hear grown men

Or get smacked, ain't no game, the shit is serious
Delerious, how we leave cats and niggaz curious
The true legend got caught, shit, you call Kevin
Big like Dog 40 and the Dutch the 7-11

I'm like Norris, the Texas ranger
The mic strangler, PMD, the fuckin' banger
Mo' skills fo' real for them cats that
a nine on the reg behind penetentiary steel

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