Luyện nghe bài hát Blue Magic

Roc-a-fella
The imperial P
Great
Y'all already know it is (Oh Shit!)
C'mon!

So if you flip a couple words
I could triple in birds
Open your you see the circus in the sky
I'm Ringling brothers and Bailey with the pies
No matter how you slice it I'm your guy
like a B-Boy with 360 waves
Do the with the pot, still come back beige.
writers are par, whether powder the jar
Whip it around, it still back hard.
So easily do I
My with wrists will bring you kilo biggers.
I got C.O. bitches
For my who slipped, became prisoners
Trees to the visitors
You already what the business is
Unnecessary commissary, boy we live this
Niggas wanna the 80s back
It's okay with me, that's where made me at
Except I don't on the wall
I write my in the history books,
in the hall (hustling in the hall)
Nah, I don't spin on my
I spin work in the so I can spend my bread

And I'm it, I'm getting it
I talking about it, I'm living it
I'm getting it, getting it
Get get get it boy
(Don't you time,
Fighting the life stay course,
And understand)
Get it boy

It's '87 state of mind that I'm in (mind I'm in)
In my prime, so for that time, I'm (I'm Rakim)
If it wasn't for the crime I was in
But I wouldn't be the guy rhymes it is that I'm in (that I'm in)
No pain, no profit, P I if you show me where the pot is (pot is)
Cherry with the top back (top back)
Red and G's all on my hat
North beach leathers, matching sweater
Gucci sneaks on to my outfit together
Whatever, for the diamond chain
Can't you that I came from the dope game
Blame for making me into a monster
Oliver North and Iran-Contra
I ran contraband that sponsored
this rhyming stuff we was in concert

Push (push) money over broads, you got it, Bush
(chef), guess what I cooked
Baked a lot of and kept it off the books
Rockstar, look, way before the my picture was getting took
Feds, they wack rappers,
Tried as they may, couldn't get me on the
D.A. indict me
Cause fish in my veins like a pisces
The pyrex pot, rolled up my
Turn one two like a Siamese
Twin it end, I'm a stand as a man
Never dying or these
Last of a breed, so let the champagne pop
I partied for a while now I'm to the block