Luyện nghe bài hát Built to Last

You gonna hit some weed up in the
DJ B, D-Loc

Time keeps on slidin' that hour glass
I, I need to rip another blast
Why do all these people keep on talkin'
'Cuz, you know that we was built to last

The of Shaky Bonez, the Intruder
A.k.a. D-Loc, Mr. Ginseu
The Budda Blasta, its all
Operatin' in my green room, cuttin' up my

You betta make way, Ive been to blow the spot
Mr. Ginseu Master an' Suenam
We form like Voltron, by the feet
So there's to reach, we transform the beat

With the ill techniques, needles stick gum
on the two an' shaky on the one
Here comes the brothas, duck, fuck, run
your shields an' put them up, this aint for fun

Table combat, son, you betta the spot
I penetrate its deep, you know I smoke my pot
Everyday I stay ripped, they me D L to the C
Dont eva get it twisted, ya na

keeps on slidin' through that hour glass
I, I to rip another vapor blast
Why do all these people keep on trash?
'Cuz, 'cuz you know that we was to last

An' you know this, I got some in my pocket
A caddie an' a truck, a phat wallet
A dirt bike, mini an' a go-cart
A skateboard, gun an' a snowboard

My white board because just passed
Summer's comin' up, river runs with the
Me an' all my dogs, drinkin' beers, buds
on our trucks right under the sun

An' when the water cold, we sit an' get
at the hunny's, talkin' shit from Crows boat
An' if you dont know, I dont fuckin' care
Like, listen to a drunk hes yappin' in my ear

Talkin' this, talkin' that, you not no sense
Like smokin' crack by a fence or bud its dense
ever get it twisted, let me tell you again
The call me L O C, see ya, say

Time keeps on slidin' that hour glass
I, I need to rip vapor blast
Why do all these people keep on talkin'
'Cuz, you know that we was built to last

I be the kid with my pants straight to my knees
Got my Vans on my feet, a ounce a week
Writin' rhymes to beats, intertwinin' timin'
patters are scatterin', Im as high as the Heavens

Farmer are cattle, Valiums an' tatilen
On the of a mountain, choppin' trees down for cabins
On the for medallions, I about to burn like dragons
Now live in your [Incomprehensible], how could you imagine?

in the day, I was a pest in the classroom
With a attitude, babblin', on the desk, I was
the teacher was talkin', half the time I was nappin'
'Sides the fact, I was slackin', didnt if I was passin'

an' laughin', stealin' pencils an' [Incomprehensible]
Children for magazine, of causalities
People, now gather, me, Im the D L O C
An' Ill I do is weed, son of a bitch

keeps on slidin' through that hour glass
I, I to rip another vapor blast
Why do all people keep on talkin' trash?
'Cuz, you know that we was built to last