Luyện nghe bài hát 21 Jump Street

Hear ye, hear ye, come one all
It's the first annual g, nigga, and all my
Are invited, so go and it
Cause it's the first time in a long (right)
Reminiscing the fresh fest back in '85
the dubs and the san dieg's used to hoo ride
On motherfuckers like it was the to do
Eighty-five, eighty-fo', eight-tray, in eighty-two (eighty-two)
You know the fuck I'm talking about
After party on the lake at the big homie's
And bet bring a motherfucking gun
everybody in the house's from two-one...

Tray
Twenty-first street, burst street, it all started
And you know east side, long beach, the
Niggaz coming realer than the real
So step with your rap and we bring the
It's the gang of fly bitches, homiez on the
Dice in the if ya wanna get your riches
No snitches allowed the crowd
Cause this is the g thang, side l.b.c. brang
In to have some fun represent
And bet nobody a mothafucking gun and a...

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

Nobody can see you, but you (yeah, the side's perfect)
Nobody can see you, but you (ha ha, now worth it)
can see you, but you (hell yeah, the east side's perfect)
Nobody can see you, but you (ha ha, yeah, now that's 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 chronic we can on, (if I ever get a loc on)
Strolling the park one day
on a fat ass j. with my homie named tray
Deee tryin' to see if we could put lbc thing
Back together it was supposed to see

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

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

And when we bang with the saints then we no joke
Come around from outta bounds and we for broke
Now we're breaking 'em up (hmm hmm), em up (yeah)
And for a second we're waking 'em up
(continue) giving up game on his tired ass
With a small to two-one street