Luyện nghe bài hát .357 - Break It on Down

[LL J]
That's right y'all is the LL Cool J party
it, move it, move it, get on the floor baby
That's right, don't try to like your fly
GET OUT THERE!

[LL J]
To I'm a nightmare on Elm Street
Hellafied hotter than heat, guess why the other's eat?
I'm a carnivore and I can eat much more
than a fat man 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 believe that their whole
Ain't a rapper alive can fill my shoes
I'm on a rope virgins wanna elope
I do the hustle and the shuffle and the roper
Cause I'm as hard as hard rock in the hard rock
I gotta .357 and I it on down

[LL J]
Three hundred and seven reasons
why you gotta get your butt on the right now
We playin, we came here to get ill
Iller than ill, LL

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

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

Now get yourself on the
Stop actin a sissy

[LL J]
Boy, I'm better than better is, than badder is
I won't scare em or em I'll just splatter his
guts kick his while Bob is rockin the cuts
Wanna in the ring with me you must be nuts
Not isis in a crisis or Freddy when he's ready or chasin when he's
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 time and I fold em
I remember the blunt and I what told em
I can, cause I'm down with E yet you have the audacity
to try and with him and me
Hypersonic is weak and 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 hard town
I gotta .357 and I break it on

[LL J]
Rock the beat now can be arranged
Yo you look fine 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, crappy imitator of who
If I ever imitated it wouldn't be you,
You don't know so many have died when the LL was amplified
Get better yet step back get back
Like shaft and the cause I'm mad and I'm black
I'm a perfect a good boyfriend
I'm the reason rap and the country out Cool 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 your
and you're dissin me I'm young and I'm strong
And I'm capable of makin a LP
Wrong you was, you I was all in
But boy is for ballin they'll say I'm fallin
Callin all cars for the 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
Hotter hot now watch how hot I can get
Leavin rappers freze dried and 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 posse is now handin out speed
to all those who don't want to get
right baby get your body on the floor
Move it, it
.357 at point blank range ain't nothin
havin a heart attack is at your back
Now listen to me it, bring it on, on down, down, down, down, down, down