Luyện nghe bài hát Brooklyn-Queens

Real

in the house
Brooklyn's in the
in the house
Brooklyn's in the
Brooklyn's in the

cool, 'cause Brooklyn's cool
Friday the last day of school
Girls steppin' to the to swing
Settin' up for their summer fling

Cars on the avenue create
And there's girls mad at the bus stop
Not waitin' on the bus but waitin' on the flow
are laughin', gassin' the past hoe

Girl steps to me and issue
That knot you got, is that or tissue?
Feelin' on the bulge, it's her own
I her that it's money and she should move on

She says she's pure from legs to her
And we should talk over Chinese and fries
I tell her to step but hey, the scene
'Cause she ain't nothin' but the

We are for the Brooklyn
We are looking for the
We are looking for the
We are for the Brooklyn-Queens

State the rhyme, of Brooklyn
Otherwise as Crooklyn
fortify flesh with gold
Ears hang in a slave hold

Walk past, don't get the of day
Played like a suede on a summer
Conversated till I her laugh
Said, "I'm Nice, you want my autograph?"

Oval Office closed as she heard
She said, "From 3rd I could do this"
closely, slowly took a swig of intoxicants
'Cause the Queen's a gold digger

We are looking for the
We are looking for the
We are for the Brooklyn
We are looking for the

We are for the Brooklyn
We are for the Brooklyn-Queens
We are looking for the
We are for the Brooklyn-Queens

Squared away with my and tonight's plans
When I feel the crab, my right hand
Slapped her on the back, tried to her
her, "What's the reason for the drama?"

Her move was straight out of textbook
"Haven't we met before?" Giving me a sex
"Yo Wisdom, your lyrics are in bad
So I'm forced to you nothing but the gas face"

"You better go for on the cab or bus
'Cause you're downtown and you're too fabulous
But get this, this a humdinger?"

She stepped to a retard a four-finger ring
in the skin tight jeans
I'm scoop the best of the Brooklyn-Queens

We are for the Brooklyn
We are looking for the
We are for the Brooklyn
We are looking for the

in the house
Brooklyn's in the
Brooklyn's in the
in the house

Brooklyn's in the
in the house
Brooklyn's in the
in the house

Last to Brooklyn, I enter
the Queen holds my scepter
Gettin' like a derelict on scotch
I'm Dick Lewis, 'cause baby I'm you

Scheme on a brother for a
To choose between the and the have-not
Do you the shade of vanilla?
I'll play Elvis and you play

Oh, he's no hero, better yet Dee
cheap liquor for a fee
A Brooklyn-Queen, Russell Simmons
like Tyson rushin' Givens

We are looking for the
We are looking for the
We are looking for the
We are looking for the

We are looking for the
We are looking for the
We are looking for the
We are looking for the

We are looking for the
We are for the Brooklyn-Queens
We are looking for the
We are for the Brooklyn-Queens

We are for the Brooklyn
We are for the Brooklyn-Queens
We are for the Brooklyn
We are for the Brooklyn-Queens

Brooklyn's in the
in the house
Brooklyn's in the
Brooklyn's in the

in the house
Brooklyn's in the
in the house
Brooklyn's in the