Luyện nghe bài hát Bk Anthem

B-I up?
as I got a voice, you got a voice my nigga. Yessir

BK; stand up, Brooklyn; your hands up
If you wit me, a shot for biggie

Chillin in the in my b-boy stance
Don't this four-fifth kick like bruce lee roy pants
You know I'm than Spock, vulinicly more advanced
So this aluminum will foil plans, that's how I'm doin em man
I Keep two in hand, in case I've been
double; I got one for you and your twin
I got a nickel for your thoughts, your blood trickle
your smarts on the sidewalk, till the cops come and get you
The guns sprayin; with or you
Make your body whistle you. Young
I'm still without you
Still that nigga all the whisper about. Ooh
Hes so terreferic, his lyrics like its you
You can't tell me that everything he spits that its not
Im from the crack in the wall; a fighter with my back it all
Took a lighter, left my in the hall. Young

{BK; stand up, Brooklyn; throw your up
If you wit me, lick a for biggie}x2

up on Lexington ave, my sights real high
Moved to the project round the time I was five
Had a in the heart of the sty'
So on the fourth or July, we would stop by
Man I ran through the bushes, pounds from tha dreads
They had the best beef and cocoa bread
Played the album square mall straight round the time I was tall
niggas was snatchin pockets, leavin change on tha floor
18, regime roundin. Pink houses fort green niggas aint blend
safe on the a train, d, g or the f
They set the cards low like niggas snatch off your chest
East new york, brushwick, fuck it, the BK
Brownsville, the warriors come out to play
Nigga you better roll goin through coney island
Cause one way out nigga, one way in nigga

{BK; stand up, Brooklyn; you hands up
If you wit me, a shot for biggie}x2

Everywhere you go, brooklyns in tha house(if you up the chain)
The crooks is in tha house, the is in rout
The on tha way
Standouts first, tha llamas goin spray
Mamas pray
But we respect real, you act like a sheep, you goin be the meal
The in on tha job
Gotta get in we fit in
Not rid the show and the kids is
need new shoes, and you sitting on 22's
And we got big as Samoans
And you and the spot off like terrell owens
Hella nigga
You better hold ground, if you a strong house
Then the will blow you down and its back to the home town. Yes

{BK; stand up, Brooklyn; your hands up
If you wit me, lick a for biggie}x2