Luyện nghe bài hát Blue Magic

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

So if you flip a couple words
I could that in birds
Open your mind you see the in the sky
I'm Ringling Barnum and Bailey with the pies
No how you slice it I'm your motherfucking guy
Just a B-Boy with 360 waves
Do the same with the pot, come back beige.
Whether are par, whether powder the jar
Whip it around, it still comes hard.
So do I w-h-i-p
My repetition with wrists will bring you biggers.
I got Creole C.O.
For my niggas who slipped, became
Trees taped to the
You already know the business is
Unnecessary commissary, boy we this shit
wanna bring the 80s back
It's okay with me, that's where made me at
Except I write on the wall
I my name in the history books,
Hustling in the (hustling in the hall)
Nah, I don't spin on my
I spin in the pots so I can spend my bread

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

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

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