Luyện nghe bài hát Jack The Ripper

Milky, and I'm
My ace in the was this brand new track
I'ma slow it up and speed it up and now gonna eat it up
to the funky beat, my tongue is gonna beat it up
I did it, but the devil didn't me
I did it for the who tried to shake and bake me
Proving a that I'm a serious joint
You can roll me up and puff me, and then anoint
head with oil--lots of oil
Make it run water, watch it boil
'Cause I 'em play it, made 'em say it
Made 'em okay it, made 'em it---huh!
Prince of the is on the prowl
How you like me now punk? You living
what my game is, kill is what my aim is
A washed up needs a washer, my name is--

Jack the
Jack-Jack-Jack the
Jack-Jack, Jack-Jack, Jack-Jack, the Ripper
Hercules!

Back for the payback, I say that
I heard your new jam, I don't that
It ain't loud enough punk, it ain't
This year you tried, next you're quitting
Last you thought I was dying out
But again, and again, and again a doubt
the gangster boogie, the earthquake sound
Pump it up and play it so they it all around
I do it up rough, tough, I don't
And this is an of funky stuff
When you want to hits, you make 'em like this
They ain't this they don't hit, they miss
It's a strong record, a record for the
For those who real rap songs
Listen how I allow myself to go off track
Stay back, I got the power,

Jack the Ripper, a man, not a
A-k-a James Todd
Hard like penitentiary
necks while I flex my sex appeal
Home girls in the house,
Home in the house, give it up
You want to get hotter
and grooving, and always improving a lot of
People don't how nice I am
People sleeping, so now I gotta my man
ham in a pan, wrap him up in Saran
Kidnap him and him up inside of a van
While you're doing your I want you to make moves
No one out there you could do
You know my name and my and what I'm here to do
people, lemme see if you can dance to--

it down! x3
Yo Bob, that old school sucker punk what real hip hop is boy

"How Ya Like Me Now?" I'm getting
I'm double platinum, I'm watching you get
Check out the way I say my, my, play my
J on the back, the cool without the A.Y.
I love to ride the groove the groove is smooth
It makes me and I'll improve
As it on, as it flows on
you see me, don't ask if the show's on
How that sound? came around, playing me close, brown
Pull on my jock to be
You need to stay down, way down, you're low down
Do that dance, the prince of rap is throw down
Aiming to please while I'm killing
I'm gonna keep on hitting you with LPs
Day after day day
Tou smashed in the face by the of Cool J

I'm a beast on the microphone, a stalker
A killing machine, a street talker
with an axe, but I put it on wax
To eradicate the suckers who I had relaxed
The prince of hip hop, straight from
it mean, keeping it clean
And you've never seen anybody the party
All you funky beataholics, this Bacardi
I go to the show, and emcees, don't you know
Moving my hand like I'm the piano
touch the dial, don't change the channel
Don't let me hear you say I ain't
I'm better than any emcee out
As a matter of fact, suckers compare
I rocking the mic people stop and stare, at..