Luyện nghe bài hát A-1 Performance

Y'all can't be serious, this is A-1
Your boy wit' the million-dollar chords
No more Cristal and DoM P, Gatorade
And they say in death, all life shall be answered
But this here started the womb and will not end after the grave
Y'all can't me

Critically acclaimed, verbally I'm sickly
Officially, I the Ripley's of the game
or not, the hustler's here to retrieve his spot
From y'all thieves that mislead the block

No rehearsal, nothing's
Relax homie, react, one hurt you
I know death, I was there souls left
Froze holdin' my nose, decomposed flesh

It's deeper, brown reefer, no beeper, low
Outta sight, the life make the doe
The Derrick Jeter, veggie-eater, half-ebonizer
leisure, crewed up, in the stretch 11-seater

It's either, move accordin' or, lose an
It's sorta like an abortion, you choose what's important for ya
Pimp to poet, prince to heroic to
Now, King of New York now, as if y'all know this

If you think you want it, you y'all can get it
Nobody doing it better AZ, no, no
If you, if you think you it, you know y'all can get it
doing it better than AZ, no, no, no

I did the ostriches, the gators, silver foxes
Silk boxers, ice so obnoxious
Wore Pradas, Taj Mahal more
What other motherfucker could call hotter

Street affilly, sweet swisher, from Willy
This so amazing, MJ the flows Cajun
wit me, absorb, reflect wit me
Respect I'm so N-Sync, I sex Britney

Been about it, no comparison, 'em a stylist
They too old for gold, and they dress is childish
I'm grown music, so I ask confuse it
Consider, I'ma food this Howard Hewitt

So's the don, so seductive 'em wit' charm
Paranoid, sorta, so please approach me
Clothes and money, hydro, hoes me
Emphatically, the truth is y'all can't nothin' from me

If you think you want it, you know can get it
Nobody doing it better AZ, no, no
If you you want it, you know y'all can get it
Nobody doing it better AZ, no, no, no

Although it's all music, at we misuse it
it, like we back on the block suited
Born-thugs now get recruited, but youngin'
You still a student I spit twirlin' tricks wit' a

Taught ya teacher, I'm the source for
like Christ off the cross on Easter
Zone excessive, seven home addresses
So many years lost tribulations, I've grown possessive

I, earned my title, I learned
Self-made, never too wit' idols
The and the moon is one, and I'm the sun
So all is none, get ya gun

If you you want it, you know y'all can get it
Nobody doing it than AZ, no, no
If you think you it, you know y'all can get it
Nobody it better than AZ, no, no, no

Nobody, doing it better AZ
No, no