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, it, get on the floor baby
That's right, try to front like your fly
GET OUT THERE!

[LL J]
To rappers I'm a on Elm Street
hotter than heat, guess why the other's can't eat?
Cause I'm a carnivore and I can eat much
than a fat man after a jam
L.L.'s than butter, well-known throw cutter
When I'm involved all the stutter
There's scared and can't believe that their crews
Ain't a rapper alive that can my shoes
I'm dope on a rope virgins wanna
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]
hundred and fifty seven reasons
why you gotta get butt on the floor right now
We ain't playin, we here to get ill
Iller than ill, LL

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

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

Now get on the floor
Stop actin like a

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

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

[LL J]
I'm a nappy, sappy crappy of who
If I ever it wouldn't be you, ooooh
You don't know so many have died when the LL growl was
Get back yet step back get back
Like shaft and the Mack I'm mad and I'm black
I'm a perfect plan a good
I'm the reason rap rules and the country out J-A-M-E-S
as a cliche but so is my forte
Disco is out and blues is old news
P's and Q's me in your 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 they'll never say I'm
Callin all cars for the brother in
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
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 .357 and I break it on down

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