Luyện nghe bài hát Afro Connections at a Hi 5

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

Connection A, click,
My dick, chick, I a fish if you thinks
My connection thick
headed like a punk whip
I miles with a rhythmic lip
I rock an in '83, gee, yo
And spray the 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 hump a
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, every minute, every

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

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

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

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

I be the gift of gab, but be a bro a diss
Because it's to bluff a cab
No wonder Mel is 'Rrrr-RAH!'
I play of tape of the son of
My cousin Rilo blow, a G a day
Keeps his hooray, a size nine and half
I my tricks, is to live for Island
I mug a mug vic, but I's cool, I

With the quickness I the true slang
Show no pit to those who understand

The got tailed 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, his nigga's selling crack to the kids
My jeans are brand new, with more
In the closet my silk, and below
My 45 pack thick, draw
If a nigga starts shibi dibi dit

My is uptown, downtown, L.I.
And another in Queens
I munch cornbread, Boar's Head
My favorite pork chops and plate of greens
I chill with Shymel, Akeem,
And the Rastafarians'll be the in
And the Poppa but the connections are still a

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