Luyện nghe bài hát Brooklyn

Hey hey, ha ha say say what
Ha ha it yo
I feel like I don't have a partner
Sometimes I feel like my friend
Is the city I in, is beautiful Brooklyn
Long as I live here believe I'm on hey
Cause the B-the-R-the-O-the-O-K
is the place where I stay
The
in the world and all USA
It's the
L-Y-N is the place where I
The
Place where I is on my born day
Bust it, sometimes I sit and just reflect
the world go by and my thought connect
I think about the past and the time to come
Reminisce on Bed-Stuy I was pride and young
I used to try and come, to the neighborhood
on my Izod, say a little something
When I was a younging, before the days of thugging
How me and Charlie Chims (hey yo what?) I'm bugging
Fast forward, I gotta team my seed
I must proceed at God's to perform my deed
Livin the now and time, round the nine to five
For as as I'm alive, paw I got to strive
I sitting roadside, that ain't harder to plan
I'm out for my fam doing all that I can
I love my city, and gritty in land to outskirts
Nickname Bucktown we grown to outburst
Philosophy redefine us, touch mines I touch
Walk the streets like a sweet and get beat like tracks
Catch no shakes over (boomp-boomp!) we bust back
Bring the marty to face wit no place to run back
I'm from the that created the bass that thump back
This ain't a game clown, play ya James and jump back
What you want, Jack? Young cats stash they at
Draw they guns back, momma where she sons at
to hunt that, recurring dream of high stakes
The fourth largest, first artist, is the place
Settled by the judge years ago
Three billion strong and we go

morning Vietnam!
Ha (back up back up back up back up up)
Yo sometimes I sit back, reflect on the place that I at
Unlike any place I ever at
The home of big gats, deep hammer rim caps
Have a mishap, ya wig back
Where you go to get the fresh at
Four on the got the Timb rack
collars metro carding it
Thugs mobbing it, form
Increase armorment, street
Deep consequence, when you sleek ornaments
You get caught, rode the horse and can't get off
Big dogs that off just get sent off
shoebox stash is all they seeds gotta live off
It's yo but still yo, it's love here
And it's felt by that come here
Out of towners take the train, plane and bus
Must be something that they really want
One as a resident, deeper sentiment
Shout out "Go Brooklyn!", they it
Sitting on they front stoop Guinesses
Using native dialect in sentences
From the treeline to the tenements
To the Mom & Pop local menaces
Travel all around the in great distances
And ain't a place that I know that resemblance
That's why we it The
Not a borough or a prov, it's our that's uncalm
"sun" to the ? to the Lafayette Gardens
White "coff guawinas" in they jacket linings
Yo goes out to my cats in Coney Isle
Friday out in front The Himalaya goin wild
goes out to Crown Heights and Smurv Village
The nighties, and all my "yarda trenny" Village
Parkside tenants caught, thirties, forties, and the
The out in Starite City gettin busy
To the Hook, to the East, to the
and Kanarcy, Farraget, Fullgreen, and Marcy
My Flatbush posse, of armies
When it's time to form, call me
And let song be, playing loud in Long B
If you love strongly!
it up!

Brooklyn my habitat, the place where it at
Live sway and the balance of the battle axe
Irons is brandished at, thugs draw they hammer
It's you find the news tool crew cameras at
where my fam is at, summertime jam is at
They play Big and get you like a sandal back
Hotter candle wax, hustling you can't relax
The babies trying to find where they mama's at
It's off the handle black, wit big police that
Turn into actions sold to Miramax
The type of place where they check your at
And cats who where all the hot 'lo gear is at
The stomping grounds, where you find a pound, smoke is
Be blazing charm that have wave cap floating back
The doorstep where the dispossessed at
fiends out at Franklin Ave selling zovarax
You big balling better keep money folded back
Cause once the young guns notice that over, black
Brooklyn on taking it, worldwide we known for that
cats get it snatched like the local tax
The place I up my baritone vocals at
Where one of the greatest MC's was a cat