Luyện nghe bài hát '97 Mentality

Yo, it's the burial sound, Dunn
real out here
Staten Island puttin' chills in niggaz
in it, yo

My devastatin' hot '97
me on point for my four digit salary
Heavyweight lyric never one calorie
I'm soon to be seen, on the TV

Gambino to the Afro Sheen
black, where I'm at, high road to rap council
Splash to Wu in a orderly tonsil
limit to the diction, 'cause chaos to mixin'

Brutalize a check, ripple through the intermission
Rap's under siege, held like a squeeze
in the world 'Donna nuclear freeze
Through the damage to the wannabe Flipmode and Def

a whirlpool in the rap entourage
If you to test thirty-six, chambers of strangers
My word of mouth, it's all wigs might peel
Livin' large and in branch out Bon Voyage

diamond government named God
Alias Hill bring thugs back to kill
Circle around my son, Jr. never eatin' large
Auntie Dauntie holdin' me down

AIDS of rap music may be to sound
Verbal the slang pushed to create pronoun
Method J-Love to Bring the Pain from underground
Realizin' food for thought is

Shaolin cut the crack into a triple-O
Blue do he do to keep that currency risin'
Hopin' I catch a so we can catch a full wheel
Instead of catchin' bodies, niggaz not keepin' it

Dirtball niggaz that steal cake stores
That's my type of niggaz I be on my tours
Can't help it, my styles stay fat like
Ruckus in the square, I stay rough like the

on my arm, pen and pad in my hand
Punk better beware of the Shaolin
Defy interactive project of the Corn
Gats and my man, 'em bustin' till he's gone

Style so ancient it sparks just like the
'Donna through everyday my uniform
Changes and switches, I came to ladies out of bitches
niggaz get stitches

So what up with that kid, when I attack kid
how the slang hits you, just like the fat kid
Form another pyramid, look how we
All over Park Hill, politic

On a dollar bill all in it together
You can't fuck with the weather, yaknahmean?

To the year Born God all the Gods strike
Fast from the hold down your boulevard
Father-U to C-Cypher, start the
Middle finger in the air, for prostitution

To the Born God all the Gods strike hard
Fast from the hold down your boulevard
Father-U to C-Cypher, the revolution
Middle finger in the air, for prostitution

To the year Born God all the Gods strike
Fast from the swine down your boulevard
to C-Cypher, start the revolution
Middle finger in the air, for slang

To the year Born God all the Gods strike
Fast the swine hold down your boulevard
Father-U to C-Cypher, the revolution
Middle finger in the air, for slang

To the year, to the year Born God all the Gods strike
Fast from the swine hold down boulevard
Father-U to C-Cypher, the revolution
Middle finger in the air, for slang