Luyện nghe bài hát B - Boy Kingdom

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

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

I it comin' and knew 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 after he got laid off
I'm lettin' know you tryin' to stop a muthafucka's flow
Hold your black and your black sheeps
Black clan aided a nigga and got
We met up on stepney and market it
out the target
We gon' out their number one sergeant
and strong we bailed up on their front lawn
To kill the
me
Well if you me you'll remember
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
Copies of the document xeroxed
The ghetto took offense in of hip hop
Shot down rolled 'em up up bailed out
the day
Then into air I fade away

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

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

Bust his open now I'm pleased
In the name of
Already passed the time that they me
The spotted me
It was her or me
Click
She I will not say what I see
But I never could trusted her so I busted her in her chest
laughed
Then for the elevator shaft
But it was too the jig was up
There was pigs all in the
So I tried to to the fire escape from homicide
Yeah I him
Hangin' from the third story
I dropped and I my ankle shatter
No time to lose juice my bladder
My mission was and that was all that mattered
The van was parked a hundred yards from the of the crime
But it was to run w/a broken foot
like I thought they blasted
I one to the gut
I was there thinkin' about death
Just my blood spill out
then the van pulls up and I jump in
And then we pull out (? ) shouts for the glory

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

I walk in like a normal
Gun peckin' jaw

They the way I glide
To the break out my backpack and stack my shit up
Ah bulging now
around heard a gun shot
Pow
I looked I whipped out my shit
Unloaded my
by the count I slipped
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 and seven 380's richer
I'm fit to blow the off this beyotch up
for the race
I push the
Nuke the
myself dashin to the ride
I inside
Keys already in the
I cranks it slaps it in
Fizorty-fizive til dizamage
b-boy

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

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