Luyện nghe bài hát .357 - Break It on Down

[LL J]
That's right y'all this is the LL Cool J
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 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 than butter, well-known cutter
When I'm all the amateurs stutter
There's and can't believe that their whole crews
Ain't a alive that can fill my shoes
I'm dope on a virgins wanna elope
I do the and the shuffle and the roper dope
I'm as hard as hard rock in the hard rock town
I .357 and I break it on down

[LL J]
hundred and fifty seven reasons
why you gotta get your on the floor right 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 know whether to stay or leave
More fear Even Bluebeard I serve primrose
A of me is like one of Michaelango's
I play the banjo will you ever understand yo
I mean the matter how old I go Rambo
Cocks strong a block long
Illy ill fire starter hittin harder than Kong
Not a axe not one of the mill
Not easily knocked out or easily
I'm as hard as hard rock in the hard rock town
I .357 and I break it on down

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

Now get on the floor
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 while Bob is rockin the cuts
Wanna step in the ring me you must be nuts
Not isis in a crisis or Freddy he's ready or chasin when he's chasin
But filling the scene I mean I'm icin and acin
Amateurs who lack it can't hack it I it that's why I'm gonna crack it
Then selling the soul of kids who can't roll
I told em, scold em, em and mold em
get paid ten knots at a and then I fold em
I remember the blunt and I remember what em
I can, can't cause I'm with E yet you have the audacity
to try and mess him and me
Hypersonic is and Supersonic is wack
Sneak around at the minute like a cat
Pale hand (1, 2, 3) catch twenty-two I'm
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 your
Who is
Move it, it, move it

[LL J]
I'm a nappy, sappy imitator of who
If I ever 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 I'm mad and I'm black
I'm a perfect a good boyfriend
I'm the reason rap rules and the country out J-A-M-E-S
Fresh as a but so is my forte
Disco is out Rhythm and blues is old
P's and Q's keep me in shoes
and you're dissin me because I'm 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
Callin all cars for the in black
L-E-L the Mack back of this track
I'm full of force to put you on your back
Makin hit after hit you search 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 gotta .357 and I it on down

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