Luyện nghe bài hát Breaker 1-9

2X: Lil Dap
Breaker 1-9, breaker 1-9
Me and my niggas starvin and we for the payday
We can get together, do whatever you
out, Brook-lan style, east New York

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40 years from now, the meteor hits the earth
Countin my birth, in work
Um, we start to disolve, the dirt and disappear from here
my fears, hopin theres a heaven upstairs
The moon's so bright, let's count a million stars
Something ain't right, we got to the port to the light
I'm claimin my mic, in case we to rip it tonight
'cause some people understand, some people don't
It's a damn when they try to your flow
you know, Group Home represents the ghetto
Brooklyn's own, have these niggas waivin chrome
We'll splash your and leave your ass all alone

2X

Something ain't right, follow the light, but keep it tight
And show these cats how we it raw but right
Follow my lead, proceed my weed, smokin my La
Walkin through the streets of C.I., why
Good people gotta die, got the in my eye
I'm just to get by
about life, focusing on the mil
'cause life is much more then a ice grill
Here goes the realness, listen, lay position
Constantly heads spittin ammunition
Keepin your brains like rims on an Expedition
me on this mission, and swallow my exposition
Ladies and gentlemen, here's something new for ears
Open your and crack your beers
Rap music is I live for
Only for we go to war, war, war

3X

Call for backup, we help
They eatin alot of out here,
they eatin alot of out here
Call for backup, we help
Help, help!