Luyện nghe bài hát 21 Jump Street

Hear ye, ye, come one come all
It's the first g, nigga, and all my doggs
Are invited, so go and it
it's the first time in a long time (right)
Reminiscing about the fresh fest in '85
When the and the san dieg's used to hoo ride
On like it was the thing to do
Eighty-five, eighty-fo', eight-tray, in eighty-two (eighty-two)
You know what the fuck I'm about
party on the lake at the big homie's house
And bet nobody bring a gun
Cause everybody in the from two-one...

deee:
Twenty-first street, burst street, it all started
And you east side, long beach, the hardest
Niggaz coming realer than the mccoy
So step with your rap and we the noise
It's the gang of fly bitches, homiez on the
Dice in the back if ya wanna get your
No snitches allowed inside the
Cause this is the g thang, east l.b.c. brang
In to some fun represent two-one
And bet bring a mothafucking gun and a...

Yeah, king park was the
And the bigga g was my destination
(we were) lookin up to niggaz up before me
And l.b.c. into my side homies..... (it's like)

can see you, but you (yeah, the east side's perfect)
Nobody can see you, but you (ha ha, now that's it)
Nobody can see you, but you (hell yeah, the side's perfect)
can see you, but you (ha ha, yeah, now that's worth it)

Tatatata.....

(tray):
If ya bring a strap, then ya have to
(so if you're on a nigga, go on and dip)
We got to eat, (freaks to meet)
And we can smoke on, (if I ever get a loc on)
through the park one day
Puffing on a fat ass j. with my named tray
Deee tryin' to see if we could put this lbc
Back together like it was to see

Cause ya know I'm with ya to make 'em get the picture
And if I have to sit ya down I spit ya
Game from the heart, I from the start
See I was when crackers was the daily's

Nigga let me interact with my black croaker
And a gray golf hat tilted to the (what's up? )
Ditchin' sunday to get a pack of now and laters
While I'm rolling with the stealers and killin' the raiders

And when we bang with the saints we ain't no joke
Come from outta bounds and we goes for broke
Now we're 'em up (hmm hmm), shaking em up (yeah)
And just for a second waking 'em up
(continue) giving up game on his tired ass
With a small dedication to two-one