Luyện nghe bài hát Brooklyn

Hey hey, ha ha say say what
Ha ha it yo
Sometimes I feel 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
L-Y-N is the place where I
The
in the world and all USA
It's the
L-Y-N is the place where I
The
Place I rest is on my born day
Bust it, sometimes I sit back and reflect
Watch the go by and my thought connect
I think about the time and the time to come
Reminisce on Bed-Stuy when I was and young
I to try and come, to the neighborhood function
Throw on my Izod, say a something
When I was just a younging, the days of thugging
How me and Charlie Chims (hey yo what?) I'm only
Fast forward, Nine-Now I gotta team my
I must at God's speed 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 ain't sitting roadside, that ain't harder to
I'm out here for my fam all that I can
I love my city, sweet and gritty in land to
Nickname cause we grown to outburst
redefine us, touch mines I touch back
Walk the streets a sweet and get beat like drum tracks
Catch no shakes over (boomp-boomp!) we bust back
Bring the marty to your face wit no place to run
I'm from the slums that created the bass that back
This a game clown, play ya James Brown and jump back
What you want, Jack? Young cats stash jums at
they guns back, momma screams where she sons at
Tryin to hunt that, recurring of high stakes
The fourth largest, artist, Brooklyn is the place
Settled by the judge years ago
Three billion strong and we go

morning Vietnam!
Ha (back up up back up back up back up)
Yo I sit back, reflect on the place that I live at
Unlike any place I been at
The home of big gats, deep hammer rim caps
a mishap, push ya wig back
Where you go to get the fresh at
Four on the Jake got the Timb
collars metro carding it
Thugs it, form partnership
armorment, street pharmacist
Deep consequence, when you seek sleek
You get caught, rode the white and can't get off
Big dogs that off just get sent off
shoebox stash is all they seeds gotta live off
It's real yo but still yo, it's here
And it's felt by anybody come here
Out of towners take the train, and bus here
Must be that they really want here
One year as a resident, sentiment
out "Go Brooklyn!", they representing it
Sitting on they stoop sipping Guinesses
Using dialect in they sentences
From the blocks to the tenements
To the Mom & Pop local shop
Travel all around the world in distances
And ain't a place I know that bear resemblance
why we it The Planet
Not a borough or a prov, it's our style that's
"sun" to the ? to the Lafayette Gardens
White "coff guawinas" in they jacket linings
Yo this goes out to my in Coney Isle
Friday night out in front The Himalaya wild
This 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
Bushwick and Kanarcy, Farraget, Fullgreen, and
My posse, generals of armies
When time to form, just call me
And let this be, playing loud in Long B
If you Bucktown strongly!
it up!

Brooklyn my habitat, the where it happen at
Live sway and the sharp of the battle axe
Irons is brandished at, thugs draw they hammer
where you find the news tool crew cameras at
It's where my fam is at, jam is at
They Big and get you open like a sandal back
Hotter than candle wax, hustling you relax
The crack babies trying to find they mama's at
It's off the handle black, wit big scandals that
Turn into screenplays sold to Miramax
The type of place where they your appearance at
And who know where all the hot 'lo gear is at
The stomping grounds, where you find a pound, is that
Be blazing charm that your wave cap floating back
The doorstep where the posted at
fiends out at Franklin Ave selling zovarax
You big balling better keep money folded back
Cause the young guns notice that it's over, black
Brooklyn keep on taking it, worldwide we for that
Flossy get it snatched like the local tax
The place I sharpen up my vocals at
Where one of the greatest MC's was a cat