Luyện nghe bài hát B - Boy Kingdom

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

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

I seen it and knew it was a plot
Legislation had a to kill hip hop
I got wind a snitch I kept in contact w/this
ass judge who was paid off
Soon after that he got off
I'm lettin' niggas know you tryin' to stop a flow
Hold black stallions and your black sheeps
Black clan a nigga and got heat
We met up on stepney and sparked it
out the target
We take out their number one sergeant
Young and strong we bailed up on front lawn
To kill the
me
Well if you remember me remember
I'm the one who broke the pentagon took fouls planted bombs
Now I possess the
I the message you sent
No longer you slander and tamper w/our music
Copies of the document we're
The ghetto took in defense of hip hop
Shot down rolled 'em up up bailed out
the day
Then thin air I fade away

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

The story had been told until now
As the glory of the kingdom come down
as a janitor the washman
I swept and the floors
yet I was a spook behind the door
W/a perfect from the bannister
Feeling lee harvey
'cept I got a hundred million in me
thing I did was aim
Lock him in my

Bust his melon now I'm pleased
In the of mc's
Already the time that they allotted me
The housekeeper me
It was her or me
clack
She says I will not say I see
But I never could have trusted her so I her in her chest
laughed
Then for the elevator shaft
But it was too the jig was up
was pigs all in the building
So I tried to escape to the escape from homicide
I killed him
Hangin' from the third ladder
I and I felt my ankle shatter
No time to lose juice my bladder
My mission was completed and that was all 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 laying there thinkin' death
watchin' my blood spill out
Just then the van pulls up and I in
And then we pull out (? lickin'? ) for the glory

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

I walk in a normal black
Gun peckin' jaw

They like the way I
To the back break out my and stack my shit up
Ah bulging now
Looked around heard a gun
Pow
I looked I whipped out my shit
my clip
Jetting by the count I
out
Landed on my hip out
I hit a and roll up and out
Into a flip and out now I'm zonin'
I'm glocks and seven 380's richer
I'm fit to the foundation off this beyotch up
for the race
I push the
the place
Timed myself dashin to the
I hops
Keys in the ignition
I cranks it slaps it in
Fizorty-fizive til dizamage
Ride

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

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