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, move it, get on the floor
That's right, don't try to front like 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 and I can eat much more
than a fat man a Packer jam
L.L.'s thicker than butter, throw cutter
When I'm all the amateurs stutter
scared and can't believe that their whole crews
Ain't a alive that can fill my shoes
I'm dope on a rope virgins elope
I do the hustle and the and the roper dope
Cause I'm as hard as hard rock in the hard town
I gotta .357 and I it on down

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

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

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

Now get yourself on the
Stop like a sissy

[LL J]
Boy, I'm than better is, badder than badder is
I won't scare em or em I'll just splatter his
guts kick his butt 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 when he's chasin
But filling the scene I mean I'm icin and acin
Amateurs who lack it can't hack it I attack it why I'm gonna crack it
Then the soul of little kids who can't roll
I em, scold em, teach em and mold em
get paid ten at a time and then I fold em
I the blunt and I remember what told em
I can, can't cause I'm with E yet you have the audacity
to try and mess him and me
is weak and Supersonic is wack
Sneak around at the minute like a cat
Pale hand (1, 2, 3) catch I'm H-A-R-D
I'm as hard as hard in the hard rock town
I gotta .357 and I break it on

[LL J]
the beat now that can be arranged
Yo you look fine 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, sappy imitator of who
If I imitated it wouldn't be you, ooooh
You don't so many have died when the LL growl was amplified
Get back yet step back get back
Like shaft and the cause I'm mad and I'm black
I'm a plan a good boyfriend
I'm the reason rap and the country out Cool J-A-M-E-S
as a cliche 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 because I'm 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 they'll never say I'm
Callin all for the brother in black
L-E-L the Mack bone of this track
I'm force full of to put you on your back
Makin hit after hit you search for a contract
than hot now watch how hot I can get
Leavin rappers dried and skimmer's dimmer's wet
I'm as hard as rock in the hard rock town
I gotta .357 and I break it on

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