Luyện nghe bài hát B - Boy Kingdom

Ok I'll this short
We in the
We got mikah 9 abstract peace
Vic hop fat jack and aceyalone

We come for the glory of the kingdom
Bring them after which bring them tears

I seen it comin' and it was a plot
had a plan to kill hip hop
I got wind from a snitch I kept in contact
ass judge who was paid off
Soon that he got laid off
I'm niggas know you tryin' to stop a muthafucka's flow
Hold black stallions and your black sheeps
Black aided a nigga and got heat
We met up on and market sparked it
out the target
We gon' out their number one sergeant
Young and strong we up on their front lawn
To the enemy
me
Well if you remember me you'll
I'm the one who broke into the pentagon took fouls bombs
Now I the blueprint
I the message you sent
No longer will you slander and w/our music
of the document we're xeroxed
The ghetto took in defense of hip hop
Shot rolled 'em up loc'ed up bailed out
the day
Then into thin air I away

We come for the glory of the b-boy
Bring them after which bring them tears

The had never been told until now
As the of the kingdom come comes down
as a janitor the washman
I and mopped the floors
Better yet I was a spook behind the
W/a view from the bannister
like lee harvey
'cept I got a hundred million in me
First I did was aim
Lock him in my

Bust his melon now I'm pleased
In the name of
Already the time that they allotted me
The housekeeper me
It was her or me
Click
She says I will not say I see
But I never could trusted her so I busted her in her chest
laughed
Then headed for the elevator
But it was too the jig was up
was pigs all in the building
So I to escape to the fire escape from homicide
I killed him
Hangin' from the third ladder
I dropped and I felt my ankle
No time to juice from my bladder
My mission was and that was all that mattered
The van was parked a hundred yards from the scene of the
But it was hard to run w/a broken
Just like I they blasted
I one to the gut
I was there thinkin' about death
Just my blood spill out
Just then the van pulls up and I in
And then we out (? lickin'? ) shouts for the glory

We come for the of the b-boy kingdom
Bring them laughter after which bring them

I in like a normal black
Gun jaw snatching

They the way I glide
To the back out my backpack and stack my shit up
Ah bulging now
Looked heard a gun shot
Pow
I looked down I whipped out my
Unloaded my
Jetting by the count I
out
Landed on my hip out
I hit a and roll up and out
a flip and boned out now I'm zonin'
I'm nine glocks and seven richer
I'm fit to blow the off this beyotch up
Synchronized for the
I the button
Nuke the
Timed myself to the ride
I hops
Keys already in the
I it slaps it in drive
seconds til dizamage
Ride

We come for the glory of the b-boy
them laughter after which bring them tears

We come for the glory of the b-boy
Bring them laughter after which bring tears