Luyện nghe bài hát Belly of the Beast

Dangerous,
niggas can't hang with us hang with us
Nigga we dangerous,
My we

I swear all my life I been crips and bloods
Crips and slugs, the happiest thugs
Claiming the slums, and all the hoods that from
Too much of the some, got it twisted up blinded in a rat
Cash straight, the kill jake, the snakes too late
My eyes dilate, and I tell them how he strafe
at me sideways, get straighten up
Don't deflate it up the bucks my cash wrinkling up
Looking in the days, amazed
Cause the lab rat done it out the maze
Still feel caged, though
Used the underground like a runaway slave
Broke off the chains still fresh
Got you on that mental with my project jet
I'm two steps that nimbus cloud
My limit is low, when I'm smoking on loud
Focus in the now, when the is around
It's the sound, a pro found, Biggie would be proud about
But I don't need a vet to even me out
pack a Pacquiao they can't box me out

Big up big up, it's a up stick up
Niggas hit a quick if he hiccup hiccup
Big up big up, it's a stick up up
Niggas hit a nigga quick if he hiccup
Tell me what them bout the Badmon named Jozif
Women come around, I em down like they don't know shit
Word around the time is they got the match explode it

I'm a child of the
Son of the
And just a pity
not tough like we
And things not look
we got to eat
Things get deeper
and deeper

And I survive, thank the
like I was raised by [?]
Had to calm and hold ma corner
Cause a stray gun if you cross the border
Pro Era them the pro's and con's
Of living in a with a thousand dons
A thousand ghetto youts a thousand guns
Cooler tequila frozen lungs
But praise rastafari we wheel and again
Know a [?]
and thunder are the [?]
Pro Era teach them the pro's and
Original Chronixx and Joe
No King Selassie, we the golden crown
Get ready for the shift we are the ones

I'm a of the city
Son of the
And it's a pity
not tough like we
And things not look
we got to eat
Things get much