Luyện nghe bài hát B - Boy Kingdom

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

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

I seen it comin' and knew it was a
Legislation had a to kill hip hop
I got wind from a snitch I in contact w/this
Bitch ass judge who was off
Soon after that he got off
I'm lettin' niggas know you to stop a muthafucka's flow
Hold your black stallions and black sheeps
Black clan aided a and got heat
We met up on stepney and sparked it
Mapped out the
We gon' out their number one sergeant
Young and strong we bailed up on 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 offense in defense of hip hop
Shot down rolled 'em up loc'ed up out
the day
Then into thin air I fade

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

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

Bust his open now I'm pleased
In the of mc's
Already passed the time they allotted me
The housekeeper me
It was her or me
Click
She says I not say what I see
But I never could have trusted her so I her in her chest
Then
headed 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 fire escape homicide
I killed him
Hangin' from the third ladder
I dropped and I felt my shatter
No time to lose juice from my
My mission was completed and that was all that
The van was parked a hundred yards from the scene of the
But it was to run w/a broken foot
Just like I they blasted
I one to the gut
I was laying there about death
Just my blood spill out
Just then the van up and I jump in
And then we pull out (? lickin'? ) for the glory

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

I walk in like a 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 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 tuck and up and out
Into a and boned out now I'm zonin'
I'm nine glocks and seven 380's
I'm fit to blow the off this beyotch up
for the race
I the button
Nuke the
myself dashin to the ride
I hops
Keys already in the
I cranks it it in drive
seconds til dizamage
Ride

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

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