Luyện nghe bài hát '97 Mentality

Yo, the burial ground sound, Dunn
It's out here
Island puttin' chills in y'all niggaz
in it, yo

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

Gambino Cappacino to the Sheen
Stay black, where I'm at, road to rap council
Splash to Wu in a orderly tonsil
Never to the diction, 'cause chaos to mixin'

Brutalize a sound check, ripple the intermission
Rap's under siege, held tight like a
Forced in the '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 real wigs peel
Livin' and in charge branch out Bon Voyage

Twenty-four government named God
Alias Daryl Hill thugs back to kill
Circle around my son, Daryl Jr. eatin' large
Dauntie sixteen holdin' me down

AIDS of rap music may be to sound
Verbal the slang pushed back to pronoun
Method forcin' J-Love to Bring the from underground
Realizin' for thought is self-compromisin'

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

Dirtball niggaz that cake from stores
my type of niggaz I be wantin' on my tours
Can't help it, my styles fat like Roseanne
Ruckus in the square, I stay rough the Clan

Panther on my arm, pen and pad in my
Punk motherfuckers better of the Shaolin
Defy interactive project Children of the
Gats and my man, keep 'em bustin' till he's

Style so ancient it sparks just the unicorn
'Donna come everyday my uniform
and switches, I came to make ladies out of bitches
Crackhead niggaz get

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

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

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

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

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

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

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