Luyện nghe bài hát 72nd & Central

Mr. Lennon, Mr. Lennon!
John John, could, I get your autograph?
I get your autograph? (Sure kid)
Oh, yeah yeah yeah,
Could you sign this for me please? (Sure, what's name?)
Thanks thanks, I'm a real big fan, thanks
(Here you are) a lot!

J-Hill]
Word uhh
Could do that, hot as though
Yo.. yo, what, uhh..
{?} hop to this, what, uhh, uhh
Set it dawg, what..

(ONE, BY, ONE) Rule one up in this for real
with a couple niggaz like Dave SeVille
Cause they'll, uh - clean you out like some seals
Put your hands up, give me yo' nigga, uhh

[Obie
(TWO, BY, TWO) bucket is clean, you ridin mean
up at the light on them Spree's (gimme that!)
School Craft jingle your keys
Whatchu to do? Bleed!

(3, 1, 3) Y'all don't run the streets, the run you
Put a gun to kids, "Art of War" Sun-Tzu
In the jungle stay humble or stumble and
'til death inside a

(FOUR, BY, FOUR) Rule four get this down
Before niggaz beef better have that four-pound (uhh)
And like four rounds, kick the door down
Get yo' ass up town nigga, uhh, uhh

[Obie
(FIVE, BY, FIVE) Niggaz connive, I you knew it
Your main settin you up nigga you blew it
Told him what you doin, nigga, ruined
You ain't

(6, 6, 6) The Devil's your man, the ghetto's your
you got knocked yo' block turned yellow and ran
When you got sugar, why for sand?
Never snitch when you clip and put melons in cans

(SEVEN, BY, SEVEN) Rule seven kinda my heart at
You want beef in the street? Don't start
we'll have some niggaz up in yo' apartment
Jumpin places where it's real dark at, uhh

Trice]
(EIGHT, BY, EIGHT) You're carryin weight, hey, but
A lot of hungry niggaz know you stay
Address your address, change place
you spray nigga

(NINE, BY, NINE) I a lot from stank if you got bank
Fuck buyin bitch, get a tank
Fuck a firearm, get a bomb
Cause you blow yourself up at least you dyin warm [explosion]
Ten

[Chorus: Proof,
Ten reasons, nine glocks, eight
Seven cops, six on five blocks (FOUR/FOR SHO'!)
Three cousins, two/too hot, one law,
We put no man befo', ten jewels now 'em

one purpose, one goal, two halves
Get a whole, three niggaz, one (FOUR/FOR SHO'!)
ways, six days, seven plus
Eight/A.K., we can let the nine spray

(NINE, BY, NINE) Oh I'm not real cause I pop
your block to my block nigga get your whole block killed
Don't let the "Purple Pills" shit you
One outta my hand, the lose you nigga

[Obie
(EIGHT, BY, EIGHT) You lay at your
You was played, slugs the Escalade
Your rest on what Motor City paved
No more days

(SEVEN, BY, SEVEN) seven, some'in you better tell 'em
Good coke, good weed, better sell 'em
Cause they'll put up into your cerebellum
Proof, you tell 'em

(SIX, BY, SIX) Assume it's for conversation
Let's conversate, simple nigga the .38
Mine'll set trip, empty out the
Hold up, a .38 ain't got

[Obie
(FIVE, BY, FIVE) Niggaz be before they die
'til the test the wrong animal then spirit fly
Just know the game while you playin the guy
yo' life

(FOUR, BY, FOUR) For all you niggaz this rap shit's a joke
You get smacked and choked, bring the dagger and
I put my fuckin heart into this that I wrote
You muh'fuckers on dope?

(THREE, BY, THREE) Watch who you, focus on your rearview
Outta life, yo the trife wanna you
Don't get caught on E and fought on
Be a of "Grand Theft Auto 3"

Trice]
(TWO, BY, TWO) Trust no one when you're gettin
Put your in perspective, you're killin 'em
Envious stay jealousy driven
Niggaz to be listenin

(ONE, BY, ONE) one reason why I still let you breathe
It's one reason why the tec won't squeeze
It's one reason why you ain't go out N*Sync
That's cause it's one nigga that'll do it for me, yo

Ten jewels...