Luyện nghe bài hát Afro Connections at a Hi 5

This is dedicated to all hardcore acts
Yeah, you know brothers that we used to
Look up to, that fell the off
And now doing all that R'n'B sh
You mean Rhthym and
No, rappin'

A, click, what?
My dick, chick, I smack a if you thinks
My connection thick
headed like a punk whip
I travel miles with a lip
I an Afro in '83, gee, yo
And the sheen so I get a Soul Glow
I play the corner

And me and Mase puffs on a blunt
Givin' high-five is I want
So I puff a blunt, I front
I get spliffed, get a stiff, then I go a stunt
Like a pro, nah, man, a super ho
cool 'cause I'm still an Afro bro
Yeah, I'm live for my life is
Every hour, minute, every second

I keep a head and stay down to earth
'Cause I've been an Afro birth
Yeah, now I hold my crotch I'm top-notch
I run amok Sasquatch, and I like to eat crab
got five beepers, you scab
But you can find me on the Ave
You niggas cheat me, well that!
My breath smells wack

I eat the Tic-Tac
Before I kiss myself I always jump
Yo, gee, this track is stack and you that

I do three flips a punk flip on my duke lifts
But I flex more strength I'm asleep
On the other side with his tapes
Make her dry her face, buy her gold ear
But I may, she flocks me like a donut
She got sprinkles but I my way out
brothers come about, try to scheme slick
But the Tongue's thick

Lick 'em good, like a real hood should
But the fly let the car speakers shake
I ran a cop down, I smile a frown a but
Show gold teeth, 'cause I ain't a
Not scared of beef, sport a like Chief
Got a scribble pad, you can get these
'Cause I'm big-willed, blow off a seal
connection with the Afro is real

I be the gift of gab, but be a bro a diss
Because it's tough to a cab
No Melle Mel is 'Rrrr-RAH!'
I play of of the son of La-di-da
My Rilo sells blow, a G a day
Keeps his kids hooray, a size and half
I kicks my tricks, is to for Island
I mug a mug vic, but I's cool, I

With the quickness I bust the slang
no pit to those who don't understand

The Maseo got tailed with the big
I busted loose but now the blue is on my tail
I the ghetto go lower than it is
He don't care, 'cause his nigga's selling crack to the
My jeans are brand new, with more
In the with my silk, and below
My 45 pack thick, quick
If a nigga starts shibi dibi dit

My is uptown, downtown, L.I.
And another crib in
I munch some cornbread, Boar's
My favorite pork chops and plate of collar
I with Shymel, Akeem, Jaheed
And the be the crown in
And the Poppa but the connections are a high-five

Let's get