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, it, get on the floor baby
That's right, don't try to like your fly
GET OUT THERE!

[LL J]
To rappers I'm a nightmare on Elm
Hellafied hotter than heat, guess why the other's can't
Cause I'm a and I can eat much more
than a fat man a Packer jam
L.L.'s thicker than butter, well-known throw
When I'm all the amateurs stutter
There's and can't believe that their whole crews
Ain't a rapper that can fill my shoes
I'm dope on a virgins wanna elope
I do the and the shuffle and the roper dope
Cause I'm as hard as hard 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 ain't playin, we came to get ill
Iller ill, LL youknowI'msayin?

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

[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 than better is, badder than badder is
I won't scare em or dare em I'll just his
guts kick his while Bob is rockin the cuts
Wanna step in the ring with me you be nuts
Not isis in a crisis or Freddy when he's ready or chasin 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 why I'm gonna crack 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 I fold em
I remember the and I remember what 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 and Supersonic is wack
Sneak around at the like a Siamese cat
Pale hand (1, 2, 3) catch twenty-two I'm
I'm as hard as hard rock in the hard town
I gotta .357 and I break it on

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

[LL J]
I'm a nappy, crappy imitator of who
If I imitated it wouldn't be you, ooooh
You don't know so many died when the LL growl was amplified
Get back better yet back get back
Like shaft and the Mack cause I'm mad and I'm
I'm a plan a good boyfriend
I'm the reason rap rules and the country out Cool
as a cliche but so is my forte
Disco is out Rhythm and is old news
P's and Q's keep me in shoes
and you're me because I'm young and I'm strong
And I'm of makin a platinum LP
you was, you assumed I was all in
But boy is for ballin never say I'm fallin
Callin all for the brother in black
L-E-L the Mack back bone of this
I'm force full of force to put you on your
Makin hit after hit while you for a contract
Hotter hot now watch how hot I can get
Leavin rappers dried and skimmer's dimmer's wet
I'm as hard as hard rock in the rock 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 on the floor
Move it, it
.357 at point blank range 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