Luyện nghe bài hát B - Boy Kingdom

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

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

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 w/this
Bitch ass who was paid off
after that he got laid off
I'm lettin' niggas know you tryin' to stop a flow
Hold black stallions and your black sheeps
Black clan aided a and got heat
We met up on stepney and sparked it
Mapped out the
We gon' take out their one sergeant
and strong we bailed up on their front lawn
To the enemy
me
Well if you remember me remember
I'm the one who broke the pentagon took fouls planted bombs
Now I possess the
I counter the you sent
No longer you slander and tamper w/our music
Copies of the document xeroxed
The ghetto took offense in of hip hop
Shot down 'em up loc'ed up bailed out
the day
Then into thin air I fade

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

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

Bust his melon open now I'm
In the name of
Already the time that they allotted me
The housekeeper me
It was her or me
Click
She I will not say what I see
But I never could have trusted her so I her in her chest
Then
Then headed for the elevator
But it was too the jig was up
There was all in the building
So I tried to escape to the escape from homicide
Yeah I him
Hangin' from the story ladder
I dropped and I felt my ankle
No time to lose juice from my
My was completed and that was all that mattered
The van was parked a hundred from the scene of the crime
But it was hard to run w/a foot
like I thought they blasted
I one to the gut
I was laying there thinkin' about
Just my blood spill out
Just 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
them laughter after which bring them tears

I in like a normal black
Gun peckin' jaw

They like the way I
To the break out my backpack and stack my shit up
Ah bulging now
Looked around a gun shot
Pow
I looked down I 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 nine glocks and 380's richer
I'm fit to blow the off this beyotch up
Synchronized for the
I the button
Nuke the
Timed myself dashin to the
I hops
Keys in the ignition
I cranks it slaps it in
seconds til dizamage
Ride

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

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