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'

Connection A, click,
My dick, chick, I smack a fish if you
My connection ain't
Dick headed a punk whip
I travel miles a rhythmic lip
I an Afro in '83, gee, yo
And spray the sheen so I get a Glow
I play the tough

And me and Mase puffs on a blunt
high-five is what 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
That's cool 'cause I'm an Afro bro
Yeah, I'm live for my life is
Every hour, minute, every second

I keep a level head and down to earth
'Cause I've been an Afro since
Yeah, now I hold my crotch I'm top-notch
I run amok Sasquatch, and I like to eat crab
I've got beepers, you scab
But you can find me on the Ave
You cheat me, well who's that!
My breath never wack

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

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

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

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

With the quickness I the true slang
Show no pit to who don't understand

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

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

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