Luyện nghe bài hát Allah U Akbar

This is the stick up boom music for styles to free
But y'all know it's me or could you by the spree
The deuce crew of the new, yeah makes the whole shit clear
Give the question, I'm of brothers guessin'

The Nubian the X a lot of fame
But wouldn't it be a shame if it all up and
That ain't the plan I had and shit like that intended
For the slick wonder, wearer of saggy pants

Old school kicker, reviver of the
Got a backpack with a fat of fac
I got a three, oh, so P.O. back
I'm with the uptown baldies, kids that were

Kick for that's paid, I kick for kids with no funds
Whole blocks for classes kids with contacts kids with glasses
Hard rock punks, crack heads and even
Wanna the truth, so they flock to my roof

New York I got the grip, I ya I told ya
This war, as if by Sister Souljah
To think the X would ever take a fall
After all of this, man you're crazy

The only way, I'd is if I got fat and lazy
And I won't I work real hard
Wake up in the morning at the of God and make beats
Later hit the streets for some sweets

So all y'all been told, youth essential
From the hard blocks of Now Rule residential
That the God real hard

right, the L O R D, J A M A R
Says peace and Allah U
Back like a motherfuckin' head to
Nubian tracks are filled with black facts

Now I ain't Humpty chump, see
I ain't fallin', you can go in
All the horses and all the king's men
Try to knock me off you never see another day

My ready
And my scope the laser beam steady
So if you're feeling lucky, then and catch a buck
How could I kill a man, well, I just don't a fuck, so

Check out the dread lock, make the dead
With my bald head, like the top ten
bound to win, 'cause God don't like ugly
You get rushed raped robbed and mugged G

I don't wanna be the man, I just make jams
Cuttin' sharp like Edward
It's ninety-two and of course we seeds
They're planted a farmer, so let's reap what we sew

And if you're thinking that a hoe in the game
We gettin' to your brain